Something is happening.
Generally, I’m not a fan of California wines. Oak, blackberry flavors, designer yeast, viscous textures, high alcohol, and things of that sort are not my preferred drink characteristics. And while there are certainly some wines that break that mold, they still manage to fall short, often for too high a price. Of course, Joseph Swan gave me hope. I rather enjoy those wines.
But nothing could prepare me for the shock I felt when drinking Bonny Doon’s new biodynamic wines. Friend Putnam Weekley handles the beverage duties at El Barzon in Detroit, and with the restaurant’s chef, he put together a 7-course dinner with these new offerings from Randall Graham. The retail prices on these wines ranged from $17 for a sangiovese to a CdP-style blend in the $30 range.
The fantastically good news? They’re really damn good. I’d honestly drink some of these wines with or in lieu of similarly priced European counterparts. With low alcohol, decent acidity, and unmanipulated ripeness, these are food friendly, drinkable wines.
Something is happening. A U.S. state is making delicious natural wine. I’m stunned.
So lift your glass to California. Or at least to Bonny Doon.
Around lunch time yesterday, I got a call from my friend Steve who put forth the idea of getting together at his place for dinner. So Suz and I drove down and dined with his family, gnoshing on some great braised lamb shanks and drinking quite a bit of wine together in the process.
We started with 2006 Bourgogne “Le Chapitre” from Rene Bouvier, which was a colorful, pleasant surprise of sweet cherry, exceeding what one might expect from a bourgogne rouge.
American wines don’t have a significant presence in my little basement collection of vino. But I have close to two cases of wines from Joseph Swan. A few bottles of Swan’s pinot noir from Trenton Estate, which I believe is the original Swan vineyard, made its way into Michigan a few years ago, and I was stunned to learn that it was an American wine. It didn’t reek of “grand cru” burgundy, but it certainly had an elegance that hid its true origin. Later, a friend exposed me to some of their zinfandels as well, which showed the same restraint as the pinot. As a bonus, I’ve been to the winery twice and gotten to meet and chat with the folks there: Rod (the winemaker) and his colleagues are exceptionally cool people. On my most recent visit, I walked in to him lamenting over-priced, over-hyped California wines and winemakers’ driving Mercedes-Benz automobiles. I later read that he actually loses money on his “top” pinot noir, the same one that I’d had in Michigan that started me down this path. And Karen, who manages his tasting room and handles most of the logistical details, is from Michigan and went to high school a few miles from my house. Small world.