As some of you know, my daughter Gaby, my wife Elena and I just came back from 12 days in France with two of those days devoted to wine tasting and vineyard tours in the Grand Cru region of the Bourgogne -the heart of French Pinot Noir.
Now, two days is not long enough to qualify the trip as a tax deduction, but it was enough time for me to see the French viticulture and winemaking processes up close and personal. And after tasting what my wife and daughter will affirm to be far too many wines, I now have a renewed appreciation for the quality of Oregon Pinots because quite frankly, there weren't too many French Pinots I liked. In fact, the sum total of the French Pinots I tasted and liked amounted to just one, an '03 Chassagne Montrachet that was not cheap, either in Euros or dollars . Okay, even less cheap in dollars....
My biggest surprises were on the viticulture or vineyard management side: I saw many, many vines with clusters of mixed color grapes - the result of incomplete veraison - as well as many vines with clusters of small 'parasite' clusters of very green, immature fruit. We at Purple Cow -and at just about every other premier Oregon vineyard we know of- would have dropped these clusters long time ago.....immediately after veraison. Another surprise was row spacing which is usually two meters, about 18" less than our spacing, which we favor to maximize the sun exposure to the vines during the late summer -the last critical weeks of the maturation process.
This obvious emphasis on yields results in very 'thin' wines....very soft, almost non-existent tannins, light in color, with very little of the sensuous, femenine nose and dark berry, spices and complexity of the classic Oregon Pinots. All but one of the Pinots we tried across three vintages were less than 13% alcohol, which also suggests a bias to higher yields and a 'harvest at a commercially-adequate point' mentality versus the almost fanatical 'harvest at the right balance of sugars (Brix) and acidity' that we're accustomed to in Oregon.
Bottom line: for great crépes, boulangeries, croissants, a killer Métro and the best coffee I have ever tasted, France rocks. That said, for Pinot drinkers -and this will be heresy to many- you don't have to travel that far to enjoy fabulous Pinots....
But I have to admit: Avignon was lovely.........
;o)
-Galo-

