Archive for June 5th, 2010

05
Jun
10

in pursuit of the juiciest wine: day sixteen (redux)

Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2007

To youth!

I’m so sad the Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2004 did not stand up to time and was poured down the drain. Sigh. I waited too long.

But, carpe diem, baby. Carpe diem.

This one, the Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2007, smells right. Lighter, brighter, and alive with vanilla bean and a trace of black pepper. The girlfriend’s nose gets orange and cloves, as well. The orange seems faint to me, but I can now smell the cloves.

It’s equally as dark as the 2004, and it has a slightly thicker meniscus.

This one will taste good. I declare it so. Time without end.

Kool-Aid ManAs the Kool-Aid man says, “Oh, yeaahh!” Juicy in the front of the mouth, and a spicy finish. There are juicy plums and raspberries and some chocolate. It makes me think of romantic dates and falling in love.

This is certainly a terrific wine. Borsao Tres Picos Garnachas are always wonderful until Time and mutability appear and deprive it of youth, juiciness, and smiles.

The Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2007 is a joy.//

05
Jun
10

in pursuit of the juiciest wine: day sixteen

Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2004

Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2004. The last bottle in existence? If so, tonight I have the privilege of drinking an endangered species.

As I mentioned before, the Borsao Tres Picos Garnacha 2004 was a lovely and juicy wine. I have one bottle left of it, and I’ve been waiting for a special occasion to drink. My 500th rejection seems the fine occasion. Plus, I want to drink it before time gets to it. 

The last time I had this wine was probably in 2006 and maybe 2007, too. So, I hope this dusty bottle has endured. I popped the cork about 30 minutes ago, and I’ll get to it soon. I think this may be the last bottle in existence. 

Oh, it made Wine Spectator’s Top 100 wines of 2006, too. It got 91 points. Let’s hope it has endured. 

The nose is dark and full of alcohol. There’s some vanilla bean and spice in there, too. 

Oh man, look at those legs. Tons of alcohol. A very thin meniscus on top, which to me is a good sign of a matured wine. It’s very dark in color. It’s fully opaque. 

It reminds me of a Zinfandel, a bit. 

Ok, here it goes. Allons-y 2004 and 500th rejection. 

It’s very thick, and it has gone bad. It’s really sour. It’s so sour I’m getting goose bumps. Foiled again. It didn’t endure. 

Damn you, Time. Damn you. [Fist shakes at mutability.] This tasting is done, now. Time for the 2007.//




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