My recollection of tasting the 2022s from barrel is patchy; I’m not sure why. I recall a theophany of sorts at Latour, a Grand Puy Lacoste that summed up everything that was the best about both château and vintage and, I think, a whole day spent running 30 minutes late. I don’t do late very…
About a year or so ago, at a restaurant in Charlotte Street, an Argentinian winemaker – one of the best – asked me about the market, and how I thought his latest releases would be received.
Back when I wasn’t quite sure what I was doing, when I had considerably less knowledge but considerably more enthusiasm, back when I wanted to learn everything and more, I met a bloke by the name of Graham Gardner, who acted as a proper old-fashioned Mr 10% for a number of winemakers in Burgundy and…
Impatience, which is probably my most obvious flaw if not my worst, almost brimmed over multiple times during last month’s Southwold tasting.
It was pretty dull really, especially so in the second half. We miss Olise and, if Mateta goes cold, it’s going to be a long season. The evening that followed, though, was nickel, as the French like to say.