A Wine Adventure
Monday, June 30th, 2008In early june I arranged an appointment with a friend of mine, and when we met he took me to visit one of his customers who lived in a Villa in the countryside near Padua. “Don’t worry” he said “it’s an informal and easy situation, and this person is a wine collector too, you’ll find him interesting!”. In fact I was introduced to this man as a wine connaisseur. So he took him immediately to his private cellar, and usually what I look for is the amount of bottles, that is quantity, and the labels, that is quality. It is a comparison among what I am already familiar with, what I’ve got and what I’d love to buy but I don’t have yet.
At first I watched, although I felt uneasy, all those wines diserved to be tasted, but in a cellar or in a wineshop this is what you have to do, experience follows knowledge! However for me it was a shock, a large conditioned room filled with what I could hope for -the best Italian labels and vintages, like a real guidebook, or maybe it was much better since bottles weren’t made of paper. All those wines, like jewels on shelves, a secret passion on display…….. I congratulated with him and I wished he would lock me in, while I was asked to select two bottles of red wine. I panicked: which ones? Any of them was hundreds of Euros worth, what was I supposed to do? After all his offer was appealing, so I couldn’t decline. I choosed one Gaja Nebbiolo Sorì Tildin 1997 and one Conterno Barolo Riserva Monfortino 1999, since upstairs eight businessmen were waiting for us, therefore good wine and good business matched. Definately these wines aren’t “easy drinking”, due to the limited production and the collection vintages, so rich in aromas and flavours, each of them diserved a whole tasting session. Then while I was sipping them, I wondered whether I was drinking the wine or the label, and consequently what was my mouth feeling? The image of that wine or the material side of it? Time got the wines better, time was one of the natural ingredients of the wines, and complexity reached its peak enhancing each distinct flavour, and rare aroma.
In front of me people were discussing, but after the first sip of wine they stopped, looked out of the window of the Villa in the countryside, and stayed silent for a while. Were they meditating about the quality of time? Again, was the reputation and the fame of the wine, or its mterial uniqueness?
My favourite one? The Monfortino………..
