I was feeling experimental last night—and cheap. I ordered 4 rolls of sushi, nothing fancy. Just the entry-level basics, no costly single pieces or $12 Dragon rolls. Carey noted curiously, “Yum! Where’d you get ’em, Price Chopper?” I stopped at Purdy’s on the way to grab dinner and for the first time noticed a section of the South American rack for Chilean Pinot Noir. All under $15. Perfect.
I’ve heard very mixed things about Chilean Pinot Noir—nothing specific, mostly viticultural concerns, a lack of real differentiation between the growing practices of Pinot Noir and say, Merlot or Cabernet. A lack of recognition, or acceptance for true Pinot Noir artistry, who knows—but for $10 I was not going to be deterred.
Shockingly floral, spiked with ripe strawberries and an oily Viognier-like finish. Carey may have just grimaced—I discover it’s just surprise. She noticed the white wine: “it tastes like it was blended with Champagne.” The palate is distinctly red berry driven and lushly rosy. I remember a Wine Library TV episode where Gary commented on the importance of eating roses from time to time—I thought of that.
For such an inexpensive Pinot Noir, it does smooth out expertly—it becomes increasingly linear, in a good way, with time. Young and vibrant, a touch of finesse, and a more complete nose than palate. Hints of graham, anise, and muddled spices. Very tasty.
I would buy this wine again, without a doubt—but I may have to enjoy it alone. I don’t think Carey was as impressed with my wine selection as she was with the sushi.