Y’all know why I am in France. To drink. Well, to explore the glory of French wine, among other things, of course. At least that is my story and I am sticking with it ha.
I thought it was about time that I posted a little wine updated. Over the past few months I have been busy tasting different vinos. Not just any wines, but wines in the small towns they are produced. Life is tough, I know. ALso, I should flag a big fat point. When I say “tasting” wine, what I really mean is “enjoying a moment of pure joy and escapism that nobody can take from me. A moment where my brain is not hurting, my body can rest and I can just be one with the wine. A moment I can truly relax in, a moment of me. Not just me though, me connecting with the terroir, the winemaker and the history of a way of life that I am so excited to join”. So, there goes my grammar! I just wanted to point out that my relationship with wine is so much more than taste. It is a relationship of sentimentality, peace and well, hope. I’ll surely write something about that in the future. Anyway, back to your scheduled programming… Check out the bad boys I have recently enjoyed below. Each represents a point of growth, pleasure and innocent bliss. Picture me in the vineyards, frolicking through the vines and tasting the produce right where it is made. Fuck, they have all been good to me. I am sure you can imagine the smile on my face!
Side bar! It’s safe to say that France has some amazing natural wine. Here I was, thinking that Australia was leading the way with natural wines. Don’t get me wrong, Aussies do the funky, skin contact kind of natural very very well (and I mean that double very). Yet, French natural wines are not trying too hard. There is a sense of ease and familiarity to them. The way the winemakers in France talk about natural wines is more about tradition and family, rather than hipster. That is, they decide to minimise pesticides and added chemicals because that is the way it has been done for hundreds of years… Something to think about. The importance of tradition and family become very apparent when you are living across the world from them. Who knows, maybe my family’s somewhat close relationship with wine is part of the reason why I am so drawn to the industry. Dear lord, I love wine.
Back to the list….
- Saint amour
- Moulin à vent
- Pouilly Fuissé
- Saint Vernan
Burgundy (Of course there is more than Chablis, this is just a start…)
- Chablis (Chardonnay)
- Chinon (Pinot Noir)
- Vouvray (Chenin Blanc)
- Saint Emillion (Merlot),
- Medoc (Cabernet Sauvignon)
The list goes on, however a very sexy vouvray is waiting for me right now… brb. xx