Gaga for Gamay

Gamay Noir is one of my favorite grapes-turned-wine (remember by birthday party?!). It's a rare find in the states, having first been imported through California just 40 years ago, but is an historically important variety in the old world. In France Gamay is somewhat of a versatile muse. In Beaujolais, we find an array of styles ranging from deliciously effervescent "Nouveau," to the best Cru vineyards creation of serious and strong dry wines. Elsewhere in France, the grape is conspicuous in the Loire Valley, Jura, and Savoie---each of which showcase particular styles from dry and partially carbonic Gamay. 

Beaujolais had a bad rap for a time, mainly due to the American palates' preference toward intense, full-bodied, heavily oaked red wines. Beaujolais Nouveau is the extreme opposite to a hefty Aussie Shiraz. It is airy, fruitilicious, and made for immediate consumption via carbonic maceration for harvest festival every year. What is carbonic, you ask? Simply put, it's the process of breaking down whole berries in an atmosphere of carbon dioxide (carbon-ic!) instead of oxygen. While sugars and acids soften, all the little polyphenols from the skins start transferring color and boosting flavors and aromas inside the fruit. When the berries reach a low alcohol point they burst open, producing refreshingly light and fruity juice that is ready to ferment further!

Another common practice for---but not limited to---Gamay is semi-carbonic, in which some of the fruit is crushed to allow a more usual oxygen-rich, yeast-induced fermentation, while remaining whole grapes continue anaerobic style, without oxygen. For those interested, I found an amazing carbonic maceration "game" by Eric Pearson which makes learning the process super quick and fun.

For the coming winter I'll cozy up with a nice Cru, and dream of warmer days when we're ready to pop open a chilled bottle of Beaujolais. Mm mm.

Bad Luck Monday

A looong day of racking at the winery?! Whew, exhausting! Somebody get me a good glass of wine, ASAP!

Sometimes, all you could ever want or need is a simple glass of red wine to refresh the soul. It's just my luck that when this is my utmost desire, it's the hardest thing to come by.

The first wine we opened was sad and flabby and cheap tasting; major flop! So the wine key squeaked it's way into bottle #2.

...and straight toward continued misfortune. What should've been a mouthwatering 1er Cru Fixin (old vine Pinot Noir) smelled of pungent, sweaty cardboard. Totally corked. *sad face*

Attempted beverage #3 smelled kinda funky... whoops! Somebody wiped the glasses with a stinky dish rag. Let's try a freshly polished Reidel---GAH, this Fronsac is completely over-the-hill. Seriously?! My quick glass of something delicious has turned into an absurd hunt through the cellar.

But then, redemption! Beautiful aromas of blue flowers, white pepper, and cherry liqueur instantly emanated from the fourth freshly popped bottle. Sweet, sultry reparations to my palate. Thank you Domaine Dupeuble for your revitalizing 2010 Beaujolais.

Now if only this could prevent the inevitable soreness I'll be feeling in the morning!

Bon Beaujolais Birthday!

Birthday time means I can nerd out as much as I want without being judged, right? Totally. Even if I want a Cru Beaujolais party? Sure thing. All 10 of them?! Absolutely!

We had over 20 bottles, and every Cru made it to the party. That's a lot of Gamay! Floral Fleurie, chivalrous Chiroulbes, Saint-Amour mon Amour! Thanks to all my lovely friends for sharing my happy 26th.