Pinot Noir is one of those grapes…one of those wines…that fills my head, and nose, and palate with certain stereotypes of what it should be. I admit it – I’m guilty of judging a wine by what it “should” be. I’m sure you know what I mean. Anyone who’s ever seen a dog show knows – you judge it against the breed standard, not whether you happen to like it. But this week I learned that…well…tasting wine isn’t a dog show.
This wine has been eating at my brain for several days now. Would I consider it your quintessential Pinot Noir? No. Did I like it? It was good…not great…but good. I was a little surprised by just how jammy this wine was on the nose. I mean…jammy. Intensely, over-the-top, give-me-a-piece-of-toast, jammy. Deep garnet in color, but not all that leggy. The first taste covered my tastebuds with dark fruits that mingled with an interesting leatheriness. There was a hint of coffee in there too. Very full body. The finish was particularly long, with only the slightest bit of heat. It did pair well with chicken cacciatore and rustic bread. I look forward to trying this wine again in a year or two.