By Jessica Yadegaran
Monday, March 16th, 2009 at 6:23 pm in Corkheads.
Back from furlough. You know, that thing where you stay home and pretend you’re on vacation even though you don’t have a dime to spend. In fact, you’re losing dimes. Around 6,000, to be exact.
I had lots of time on my hands so here’s something to ponder. More and more, I find myself scratching my head at New World tastings. I’m looking for the soil. I’m looking for it to speak to me, to tell me where it’s from and why it’s different from its inland neighbor or coastal cousin.
But, with the exception of Rutherford, some parts of Sonoma and Santa Barbara counties and regions in Australia where there are eucalyptus trees nearby, here’s the rub: If you have too much fruit, you may not have terroir. The fruit, however gorgeous, covers it up.
Someone presented this idea to me and it’s illuminating. I can stop burning my nostril hairs inhaling 16 percent Zinfandel and just relax. Instead, I’ll grab a barbeque spare rib, lean back, take a bite, and a Big Gulp.
Happy Monday after furlough.