Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Chaptalization's Not In It

Since I know everyone's been on tenterhooks, trying to figure out just what exactly it was that I drank last Friday, I figured I'd cut right to the chase and open with a little photographic evidence.


Just in case it's still not entirely clear, it was the 2000 Arbois Pupillin Savagnin, from Maison Pierre Overnoy and its current winemaker, Emmanuel ("Manu") Houillon. Intensely oxidative and nutty on the nose, it could easily have passed for Sherry, at least until it passed the lips, when the razor's edge acidity and piercing minerality, ummistakable, of Savagnin took over. Deliverer of as much pain as pleasure, it's not a wine I'd conceive of drinking every day but is unquestionably something that will leave an indelible impression on the sensory memory of anyone who has the chance to try it.

Friday was one of those tough days. Writing about it five days later, I can't really put my finger on what made it so tough. It was just one of those days when, at some point in the action, I decided something special needed to be opened that night. Something that might take me out of the negative space, not through alcohol delivery but rather through the act of thoughtful wine drinking.

Step back. Experience. Contemplate. Enjoy.



If you're wondering what the title of today's post has to do with this, let's all take a step back.... The inspiration to which I alluded in Friday's "Name That Wine" post had been delivered by something I'd read that day: Cory Cartwright's post on his visit with Manu Houillon at Maison Overnoy. Its partner post from Guilhaume Gerard (I'd forgotten how funny it is), taken from an earlier trip to see Houillon, didn't hurt either. What made me pick this wine was the sense of respect and reverence that came through in Cory's post, along with the sense of joy (however snidely presented) in Guilhaume's, and, finally, my own realization that I don't get to drink these wines nearly as often as I'd like.

What stuck with me, though, even longer than the finish of that Pupillin, was Cory's revelation that Houillon sometimes chaptalizes his wines. That's just how it came across to me: as a revelation both in terms of Manu sharing the information in the first place and of the impact that information had on my friend Cory.



Perhaps another step back is in order.... For those of you who aren't familiar with the wines of Overnoy/Houillon, they hail from Eastern France, from a sub-Alpine subdistrict of the Arbois known as Pupillin. In the last few years, the wines have become increasingly hard to come by, as they're coveted heavily here in the States, back in France, and most recently, word has it, in Japan as well. The wines are always compelling, almost always delicious, and very often cited, by very many people, as bastions on the short list of flagships within the natural wine movement.

This picture of Manu Houillon was stolen brazenly and without permission
from
The Wine Digger.

Chaptalization, quite simply, is the practice of adding sugar to grape must before or during fermentation in order to raise the alcohol level in the finished wine (not to create a sweet wine). It's a process that's been used for centuries, starting long before it was fully scientifically understood, codified and promoted by French chemist Jean-Antoine Chaptal.

Chaptalization has long been a useful tool in cool climate areas, in regions where it's often difficult to achieve ideal ripeness levels on the vine. In Bordeaux, before the advent of global warming, reverse osmosis, must concentrators and ultra-late picking, chaptalization was necessary in most vintages just to achieve the once standard 12.5% alcohol level. It's still used commonly in Burgundy, in the Beaujolais, for non-Pradikat wines in Germany.... And I've little doubt that it's also used in plenty of warmer climes too, in places where it's supposedly forbidden, as a little (or a lot of) sugar is quite useful in making up for the dilute nature of the extremely high crop levels necessary for the production of the global supply of bulk wine. Yes, it can be a useful tool, but it can also be a crutch.

What's struck me for quite some time now is the lack of reference made to chaptalization when discussing the ins and outs of natural wine. The big buzz words are yeast, sulfur, enzymes. There's plenty of discussion of engineering tricks in the winery, and of course about farming practices, herbicides, pesticides, etc. But hardly anyone ever mentions chaptalization. Alice doesn't, at least not in her core definition of natural wine. Cory expressed shock when Manu admitted to its use. I've never found the inspiration to write about it until now....

My point is not to point fingers at anyone as being right or wrong but rather to ask questions, to hope everyone will step back and think about it.

Think about Cory's interpretation of Houillon's words:
"He doesn’t like doing it [chaptalizing], but he freely admits to it when the year is thin and the wine isn’t going to amount to much.... He understands chaptalising wines (a common, accepted and traditional practice in many appellations) and feels he can get better wines in certain vintages by the addition of sugar."
And ask yourself the following question. Is it most important to make wines in a totally unadulterated manner, or to make the best wine you can from what nature has given you?

There are so many ways to interpret the above question that its answers are near endless.

When it comes to chaptalization, I appreciate the answer posited by Guilhaume, who does address it in laying out his own natural wine dogma, saying, "Sugar is definitely the least important [no-no] as it's not harmful. Still, if we are talking about natural wines i think chaptalisation should be banned."

For me, though, there's at least a little shade of gray. No chaptalization ever? That's natural to the extreme. (I can't help but think back to Alice's distinction between softcore and hardcore natural in the context of additive SO2 use.) Chaptalization in small amounts, only when truly necessary to find balance in an unfriendly vintage, never as a crutch to make up for poor farming, never in extreme quantities.... I'm okay with that, as long as it doesn't show itself as a detriment to the finished wine. But I do prefer to taste nature in its full, naked glory.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Thomas Hill Organics: Simple Deliciousness in Paso Robles

America's current obsession with the farm to table movement may have its roots in 1970s Northern California, where it's still going strong. After spending three food and wine intensive days in Paso Robles, though, I can say quite assuredly that the movement is alive, well and thriving along the Central Coast as well.

Now mind you, the organizers of a press junket, designed to focus attention on the high points of wine and food in the Paso Robles area, are not likely to take their guests to the local BK or Denny's for a bite to eat in between stops on the farm and wine trail. Nonetheless, even wearing my full strength skepticles (yes, that's a play on skeptical and spectacles, not the other word I know you're thinking of right now) for the duration of the trip, I left Paso impressed by the quality and ambition — and mission — in evidence at several of the eateries we visited.

While, as that suggests, there were multiple culinary highlights on the trip, one of the meals that most satisfied my constant quest for deliciousness happened to be among the simplest, and the most casual.


The Thomas Hill Organics Market Bistro first opened its doors for business just over a year ago, on January 15, 2009. The business actually has its own roots on the farm, for that's exactly what the primary business is at Thomas Hill Organics: farming. Husband and wife owners, Joe and Debbie Thomas, started their farm about five years ago, launching a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) program a year-and-a-half later. The bistro, located just off the central square in Paso Robles, is simply the newest facet of the farm's organic growth.

While all of the food served at Thomas Hill is locally produced — including meat and poultry from local farms, fish from nearby fisheries and bread from Paso-based bakeries — it's in the produce arena that the bistro really sets itself at the forefront of the locavore movement. All of the fruits and vegetables served at the restaurant are grown and produced on the Thomas Hill Organics farm, from the leafy greens to the avocados, the kumquats to the strawberries, even the almonds and garlic. In keeping with the farm-fresh, seasonally driven menu, the cooking at THO — even though the lengthy menu descriptors may suggest otherwise — is based in simplicity, allowing the quality and flavor of the ingredients to take center stage.

Among the appetizers that were served and shared family-style at our table were (above, from top to bottom) a Shaved Cauliflower Salad with Meyer Lemon Vinaigrette and Candied Kalamata; Early Spring Pea Salad with House Saffron Ricotta and Mint Italian Salsa Verde; Bagna Cauda of Purple Potatoes and Farmed Fresh Hard Boiled Eggs; and (below) Thomas Hill Arugula Salad with Blood Oranges and Bacon Avocado. Everything was impeccably fresh and well prepared, but that cauliflower salad may just have been the single tastiest thing I ate on our entire trip — eye-openingly delicious.


The open fireplace located in the Thomas Hill's courtyard patio doubles as a wood-smoker and, later at night, a wood-fired pizza oven. Those of you that have been following my Paso trail may recognize the shot below as a variation of one I posted during the trip itself.

While that earlier shot may have seemed like gratuitous bacon porn when presented on its own, it was inspired by my chosen main lunch course, the Winter Sandwich of Wood Burning Oven Smoked Bacon, Sauteed Broccoli Raab, Pickled Raisins, Avocado and Roasted Garlic Aioli, served with a Field Green Salad (pictured below). The sandwich was more than satisfying, the bacon more primally pork-y than intensely smoked and salty. I don't know if there's such a thing as West Coast-style bacon, but the bacon at Thomas Hill, as well as one or two other examples I had during our trip, was meatier, cut thicker and far less intense in its cure and brine than most East Coast artisan bacon I've eaten.


Rather than beating-up a not entirely wine focused group with a barrage of winery visits, the organizers of our Paso junket were savvy in combining events, often bringing one or more winery owners and/or winemakers to us. The approach carried with it the added benefit of allowing us to do almost all of our wine tasting at the table rather than in the more clinical, sip and spit setting of a lined-up trade tasting.

Joining us for lunch at THO were Alex and Monica Villicana (pictured above at center and foreground), husband and wife owners of their eponymous Paso Robles winery, Villicana. The Villicanas produce roughly 1,800 cases a year from their 13.5 acres of vineyards, growing about 95% of the fruit necessary for their overall production themselves.

The 2009 Villicana Paso Robles "Vin Rosé" was produced from a blend of early-picked, whole-cluster pressed Syrah, along with saignées of both Grenache and Mourvèdre, and finished with a dash of Viognier (2-5%) for aromatic lift. Their 2007 Estate Syrah, actually a blend of 80% Syrah with 10% each of Grenache and Mourvèdre, was aged for 20 months in French oak barriques, 40% of which were new. All of the wines at Villicana are fermented with inoculated, selected yeasts but do not show any other overt signs of manipulation. While both wines were a little on the polished (and oaky, in the case of the red) side for my personal tastes, both were well-crafted and, most importantly in our setting, paired well with lunch.

After lunch, Thomas Hill co-owner Debbie Thomas, came out to say hello and to field a few questions from the group.

For dessert, a little something to cleanse the palate and highlight the brilliant flavors that only fresh ingredients can deliver: Strawberry Terrine with Champagne Granita and Sliced Kumquats. I, for one, left refreshed and ready for the rest of the day's adventures.

Thomas Hill Organics
1305 Park Street
Paso Robles, CA 93446
(805) 226-5888
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Friday, April 9, 2010

Name That Wine

There's some sort of inspiration cum tribute involved, but I'm not saying what quite yet. For now, I just want you to name what I'm drinking.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Canine Partners For Life 12th Annual Wine Auction: This Saturday Night

For the third time in the last four years, I’ll be pouring wine and then serving as emcee and co-auctioneer at the annual wine auction and dinner benefiting Canine Partners for Life (CPL). This year's event, scheduled for this Saturday night, April 10, 2010, marks the 12th year of the event.

Canine Partners for Life, by the way, is a Delaware Valley-based non-profit organization working to better the lives of others. In their own words:

"Canine Partners For Life (CPL) is a non-profit 501(c)(3) organization dedicated to training service dogs, home companion dogs, and residential companion dogs to assist individuals who have a wide range of physical and cognitive disabilities. Based in Cochranville, Pennsylvania, CPL places service dogs nationwide.

Each CPL dog receives a comprehensive and customized training program to meet the specific needs of their human partner. Depending on the assigned program, the dog will receive up to two years of training before being trained to work with its person. CPL has one of the strongest follow-up programs in the industry to ensure the success of each team throughout the lifetime of the partnership."

As a dog owner (and wine lover), I've found it pretty much impossible to turn down CPL's request for help over the last several years. Actually, I’m proud to work with an organization that makes such a direct impact on the quality of life of their recipients. And as an owner of two lovable but strongly willful, personality-rich dogs, I've found an unending sense of admiration for the incredible degree of training CPL puts into their canine workforce before placing their dogs with their lifetime partners.

If you're still in the hunt for something to do this Saturday, and you'd like to help support a great, local charitable organization, come on out to the auction. Tickets can still be purchased by calling CPL directly at (610) 869-4902, extension 214.

If you're unable to attend on Saturday but would still like to help a great cause, donations are always welcome.

The event details:

Canine Partners For Life
12th Annual Wine Auction
Saturday, April 10, 2010
From 6:00 PM to 10:00 PM
at Harry's Savoy Grill & Ballroom
2020 Naamans Road
Wilmington, DE 19810

Tickets are $125 per/person ($50 of which is tax deductible).

Malcolm McLaren Dead at 64

The ex-manager of the Sex Pistols, ex-partner of Vivienne Westwood, ex-punk/fashion/music/culture iconoclast is now, simply, ex. Dead at 64 of cancer.

Utter your preferred string of expletives. Open a beer. Listen to this.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Chocolate and Spirits Pairing at Éclat

Freaked out by the early-April sprint toward the 90 degree mark here in the Philly area and dreaming of something that recalls cooler days? Or perhaps just hungry and thirsty for something delicious but out of the ordinary, maybe even a little challenging to established expectations?

If your answer is yes on at least one if not both counts, then please come and join me for a special event at Éclat Chocolate in West Chester, PA, on the evening of Thursday, April 29, 2010, when Éclat owner and chocolatier Chris Curtin and I will lead a guided chocolate and spirits tasting.

Chris will present a selection of his signature chocolates and truffles, and maybe even dream up something unique for the evening. And I'll be pouring and discussing an international variety of spirits, paired to each of Chris' creations, including:
  • Calvados from Christian Drouin's estate, Coeur de Lion
  • Cognac from the Juillac-le-Coq-based estate of Jean Fillioux
  • Single Malt Scotch from the Orkney Islands
  • Small batch Kentucky Bourbon

The cost for the event is $55 per/person, all inclusive. Reservations can be made by calling the good people at Éclat at 610-692-5206.

I hope to see you there.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Seeing Paso Robles on the Jeep

A small slice of the 500 acres under vine at Steinbeck Vineyards, just off Union Road in Paso Robles, as seen from the back of Cindy Steinbeck-Newkirk's military issue 1975 Jeep M715.

Though Cindy and her husband Tim began producing wines under their own label, Steinbeck Wines, in 2006, they still sell 99% of the grapes grown on their 500 acres to other producers. For those interested in getting a close-up look at a conventionally farmed, relatively large scale vineyard, Cindy and Tim offer tutored farm tours — called "Crash Courses" in honor of the B26 that crash landed in their vineyards in 1956 — out of their side project, The WineYard.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Sunday Suds: La Trappe Isid'or

I've been meaning to start a regular beer feature here for some time. No time like the present, no? My chosen moniker — "Sunday Suds" — is intended to deliver enough of a self-administered kick in the butt to keep it going. I'm not promising something every week, mind you, but I'll do my best to make it at least a semi-regular feature. Without further ado, here's Sunday Suds #1.


Brewery de Koningshoeven, La Trappe "Isid'or" (7.5% alcohol, 750 ml)
In spite of the fact that Brewery de Koningshoeven is located in The Netherlands, I think it's fair to call this a Belgian-style amber ale or, perhaps more appropriately, a Trappist-style amber ale. One of only seven Trappist breweries in operation today, and the only one to be found outside the borders of Belgium, de Koningshoeven marked the 125th anniversary of the foundation of their brewery with the 2009 release of this commemorative beer. "Isid'or" is named for the brewery's founder, friar Isidorus Laaber, and will, at least in theory, be a one-time release. Time will tell whether its success will find it a place in the brewery's regular rotation.

Slightly cloudy and medium-amber colored in the glass, the beer's subtle hint of sweetness is balanced by a mildly bitter finish, driven by a subtle hop influence and its lightly roasted malt character. It paired more than admirably with a bowl of Kennett Square mushroom soup dressed up with local ramps and a bone marrow fritter (more details on that dish, part of a recent dinner at Talula's Table, later this week if time permits). The only thing I found lacking in the context of the pairing was acidity... but that's an issue I have with all but a few styles of beer. Perhaps a matter for discussion in a larger context on another day.... One thing, taste aside, that I really do dig about the beer is that it's brewed using "own-grown" hops, farmed by the friars themselves; very cool, and something that I believe is done at very few other breweries, regardless of location.

If you're a fan of Trappist ales, snag a bottle or three of this while it can still be found, just in case the Monks at the Koningshoeven Abbey hold true to the one-time plans for "Isid'or." All profits from its sale will be donated by the Friars to their brother Monks in Uganda to help them establish a new monastery.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Silvaner Season

Trout fishing season opened today in Southeastern PA. My buddy Pete was first in line at his favorite local water hole, and the last man standing at the end of the day with not a single flippy fish to his line's credit. His friend's shared their loot though, and, magnanimous guy that he is, he shared it in turn.

So... dinner tonight: fresh caught trout, cleaned and butterflied (by Pete's buddies, I might add — I didn't even have to do the dirty work), stuffed with a couple of slices of lemon, a few sprigs of thyme, sprinkled with salt and pepper, brushed with olive oil and cooked outside on the grill. A side of slivered, sautéed Brussels sprouts. And a bottle of wine.

My first thought had gone to a Kabinett trocken or halbtrocken Riesling from Weingut Ratzenberger, partly as a tip of the hat to my day's monger, who visited Ratzenberger during a trip to Germany for Oktoberfest last fall, and partly because the wines are simply ideal with the clean, delicate flavors of stream fish. But then my thought went to a bottle that had been standing in wait in my fridge for far too long, just waiting for the proper meal that would summon it to its final reckoning.

Rheinhessen Grüner Silvaner, Weingut Keller 2007
$16. 12% alcohol. DIAM. Importer: Petit Pois, Moorestown, NJ.
The yeastiness that often accompanies Keller's Silvaner in the months after release has shed its veil, revealing a wine still in the full stride of freshness, perfect for spring drinking. Crackling with acidity, dripping limey minerality and still sporting a light prickle of CO2. And yes, it tasted as good as it felt — full of white floral aromas, crisp green pear fruit and nuanced with a whiff of mace-like spiciness. Like Chablis on happy pills. Or for those of you that prefer a more concrete, pears-to-pears comparison, not nearly so fleshy and rich as Wittmann's Silvaner, but just as equally rewarding in its own right.

Thanks for sharing, Pete!

Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Other Side of Hearst Castle

"You lay down your life to the outfit as a cowboy."
— Cliff Garrison, Ranch Manager, Hearst Ranch

Cliff is pictured above, at right, along with Roland Camacho. They are two of the seven cowboys working and living full-time at Hearst Ranch in San Simeon, California.

What makes the Hearst Ranch such a unique entity in today's world is not the quality of their beef. We tasted oak-grilled examples of their sirloin, New York strip (on the bone), and rib eye. All were very good but the strip steak, for my $$/pound, was the standout.

It's not their farming practices. Purely grass-fed beef, all free range, with a "never-never" approach to hormones and antibiotics. If antibiotic treatment is medically necessary, which is apparently rare given the bracingly healthy environment, the treated cow will either be sold or put to pasture, never processed and/or sold under the Hearst brand.

It's not the sheer size of the ranch, though that's undeniably impressive. Just over 80,000 acres, nearly 128 square miles, stretching along fourteen miles of coast land hills from just south of San Simeon all the way to the Monterey County border. And that's not including the other 70,000-acre "parcel" located further inland.

It's not the fact that those seven cowboys, working with only their own trucks, horses and the team of cattle dogs they each maintain, manage that entire 80,000 acre ranch.

What does make it unique is what makes it all possible in the first place — the curious mix of ostentation, privacy and philanthropy that have been part and parcel of the Hearst family legacy for the past 150 years. That and the sheer beauty of the place....

I'll let the following pictures, and just a few more words, round out the story of the ranch. Our visit was a rare privilege, one I fully savored.

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Views like this greeted us at every turn as we climbed the ranch road from PCH1, just above sea level, to a high point of around 1800 feet.

The cows, an assortment of primarily Angus, Hereford, and Red Hereford, seemed just as inquisitive about our sudden appearance on their turf as we were in awe of their surroundings.

Hearst Castle, just over the ridge from the part of the ranch we visited, sees approximately 700,000 annual visitors. Groups like ours, though, are apparently a rarity on the farm, which is a very private affair. Even so, the ranch facilities aren't without a certain sense of humor.
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