By Jessica Yadegaran
Friday, February 9th, 2007 at 9:42 am in Uncategorized.
Have we talked about Cline yet? I’ve never been a huge zin fan. Besides the annoying play on the word (sin vs zin never seems to get old for some people; why don’t more people play on shiraz. Like you bet shiraz!). Anyway, I’ve resigned to the fact that I just don’t have a palate for Smucker’s. I even prefer my jams less jammy than most; strawberry preserves with a hint of basil; blackberry jam simmered in brandy. But Cline knows how to make zinfandel to my palate. Bold, peppery, almost inky like a shiraz, and then wham — almost green. As I approach my 31st birthday, I can’t help but remember what my friends surprised me with last year — a limo ride to a day of wine tasting in Sonoma. Ah, my happy place. We had a private appointment at Cline and I’ll never forget the 2003 Big Break — it was minty! Gorgeous soft tannins and an intriguing finish. A friend recently asked me where my favorite place was for tasting in Sonoma — I’d have to go with Gloria Ferrer and Cline. The latter has free popcorn too. Word.