Last year, Lincoln posted a lovely note about judging a day by the ex post contents of your wheelie bin. Well here we are on the last weekend in September once again, and I’m also purveying the recycling bin – here’s what I can see in it:
11 Eva Fricke Lorch Riesling: some winemaking work over the lime oil fruit in this.
05 disg Rockford Black Shiraz: In between phase – still the sweetness ofyouth and some savoury bottle aged character too.
02 Leflaive Batard Montrachet: Looks like a lab sample but tastes just lovely – cashew, peach, butterscotch etc. Shows its Montrachet origins.
11 Thousand Candles: Another wine that was apparently designed to show a sense of place rather than variety. Pick whatever winemaking philosophy you like, but the wine has to taste nice first. Really – 11 Yarra is a tough gig to make a debut with a $100 wine.
01 Castagna Genesis: Surprisingly youthful and sweet fruit with cracked pepper on opening, but faded quickly once opened.
05 Clonakilla Shiraz Viognier: Interesting beside the Castagna. Seemed waaay younger. Still showing merde, and some of the white peppery viognierness.
00 Carruades de Lafite: A lovely Cabernet. Apparently large quantities of wine are made from Cabernet. Jokes aside this was in a very nice place, blackcurrant and leaf balanced nicely with the usual cigarbox secondary characters showing well.
10 Olivier Bernstein Gevrey Chambertin les Cazetieres 1er cru: Really losing touch with what was what now. Powerful new world expression, glossy black fruit.
06 Domaine Meo Camuzet Clos De Vougeot: Here we have a Meo Camuzet and I can’t remember a thing. Ow embarrassment.
11 Faively Les St Georges 1er cru: Really shouldn’t be bringing wines like this out so late in the day
96 Rockford Basket Press: And a Australian classic like this appears, at about the time Hawthorn sealed the deal…kind of appropriate. Tasted surprisingly youthful for a 17 year old.
07 Traversa Staderi Barbaresco: Had been decanted for hours. Others said it was a tannic thing, that needed time, but lost in translation and alcoholic fog for me.
The hangover from this lot was spectacular, but so was the event – setting up on our newly rebuilt deck in front of a big TV watching the Hawks take theor 11th premiership, eating a smorgasbord of amazing homemade pies.