Archive for June 10th, 2010


in pursuit of the juiciest wine: day seventeen

Ramirez de la Piscina Crianza 2005

Ramirez de la Piscina Crianza 2005. From my window facing east.

It’s Thursday night, ya bastids, and you know what that means – new wine night. And I’m in a good mood. It was gray and cloudy all day with some sprinkles every now and then. (By the way, “gray” is grayer when you spell it with an “a,” so says Elizabeth Bishop.) But this wine is not gray. No no. The label at the store said it had undertones of bacon. As a new vegetarian, I look forward to tasting some bacon.  

Guitar Hollow

The soul of Spain.

Some quick research tells me the Ramirez de la Piscina Crianza 2005 is a Tempranillo. Tempranillo – they might as well call it Duende, because it tastes like the soul of Spain. It reminds me of the hollow of a guitar, which I think is the soul of Spain.  

So now the sun is out, but I won’t let that ruin the mood because I’ll just get a glass and pour me some Duende.  

It’s barely transparent, like 80 percent opaque. Man, it even looks like the blood of Spain. All cool and smooth and light ruby. It emanates royalty, and the tall meniscus must be its crown.  

I don’t smell any bacon, but I smell peppery pancetta with a wave of raspberry behind it. Down below it all I can smell some plums dripping with juice. I think there are some cherries, too. Is that strawberries. And some vanilla. Yum. And a leathery, peppery finish. There’s also some tarragon and red licorice. It’s a front-of-the-mouth and back-of-the-throat experience. 

Federico García Lorca

Federico García Lorca (shaven).

The longer it sits the juicier it gets.

It’s dry and juicy.

It reminds me a of a young, aggressive, and unshaven Federico García Lorca. I don’t know if Lorca ever had facial hair, but if he did, he’d be drinking this wine. With this wine, some facial scruff, and his poetry, he would have so many men.  

Now, I want to find a wine for Juan Ramón Jiménez.  

The search begins.//

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