Showing posts with label old world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old world. Show all posts

17 January 2017

Another Empty Glass: Rugra Nivö, Nibiö 2011

In a desperate attempt to get some scribbles down, here is one of the wines I've tippled of late that has really caught my attention and brought me to care for a small flutter of words. Nivö; a Nibiö or rather Dolcetto, though not as you know it however, as this Dolcetto is Nibiö.
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@Rob_Gilmour has been writing for Empty for too long to mention, he is currently working in wine in Edinburgh. Being a balanced, multifaceted individual Rob's only interest in not wine, he is also interested in wine education as well, having passed his WSET L3 with distinction. Rob is also a deft hand at circumlocution. If you'd still like to contact him email: emptyglassie@gmail.com

26 April 2013

Flogging a Dead Horse

It is just one of those wines, Beaujolais, you love it or hate it. It's a gut feeling. To those of us who have loathed it, the attachment to Gamay shown by titans such as Jancis Robinson, Hugh Johnson and Micheal Broadbent, to name but a few, seems farcical and baffling. Something of a fondness conjured by subjectivity, playing a sentimental chord for their friends of the Beaujolais.

23 August 2012

Michel Redde (And a picture of a Tractor)

ALERT! Rob, I, I Rob am about to speak rather fondly of French Sauvignon Blanc, for all of you who know me- brace yourselves, for all of you about to try one of these wines, brace yourself. 

07 May 2012

The Italian Job: Tenuta Santini Toscana Caricello 2006


Having found myself at the hands of a rather nasty bottle-shocking of travel from Maynooth to Monaghan over a tedious repetitive money-leeching meaningless "religious ceremony". I decided post-confirmation Rob was going to need something rather nice to cheer him up. Unfortunately, I was in Monaghan, and while it is where I hail from, it is the greatest hole on earth when it comes to wine, or so I thought... 

02 April 2012

Petit Fumé, AC Pouilly-Fume


What seems rather a long time ago now , when Empty was taking its baby steps and I hadn't developed such a venomous hatred for Sauvignon Blanc, there was a quaintly labelled wine that had caught my eye in the local. This little beauty was, Petit Fumé (Old Review Here). With sun blaring last week, something rather odd happened, I wanted a bottle of Sauv Blanc. Here's what happened.  

14 February 2012

Domäne Wachau, Grüner Veltliner Smaragd Terrassen 2009


Long name and typically Germanic thing altogether this, well Austrian that is. Grüner as it fondly known amongst those who have happily made its acquaintance. Now New Zealand looks poised to make some stunners out of the grape but I have a thing for the Germanic/Austrian wine world. These wines are due a come back, is there something to be making a fuss about? I'd better find out.

21 January 2012

Materne Haegelin, Alcase, Pinot Noir 2009


Being the resident Pinot nut, Power and Smullen's tweet "Do have a tasty Alcase Pinot Noir fom Haegelin" sparked a unusual thirst in me, while my response was tame via the tweet machine, in reality, I was bouncing off the walls of the student gaf here in Maynooth. Having used all my muck-man skills I mastered the treacherous Dublin Bus timetables and pottered in after college one evening. Christ was I glad I bought two. This was wonderful and insanely, too young.

19 January 2012

Corvina Veronese, Monte Zovo, 2007

If there is one grape that tickles me fancy it has to Crovina. In fact my wine epiphany happened to involve just the culprit in the form of a Valopicella Ripasso, and has been the bar all wine finds itself up against ever since. Now, this is something a little different, it's a straight Crovina, form Monte Zovo, whose Bardolino has already struck a good note with me. So how did the single varietal stand up?


10 July 2011

Palha Canas, 2007, €13.95

Seeing as this week has been wine filled I felt it was okay to treat myself to something I personally had tucked away for a month or so waiting to open. Why was that such a treat? It’s coming from one of those few wine countries that I have always felt I get a bargain from, Portugal. Now dust off the images of port and Christmas for just a second. Because what you can be exposed to in this gem of a region if you simply take that first leap is truly quite astounding.
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I could rant and rave for an extended period about why this is; however there is a better way - to let you read about my little treat for the week.

Let’s start popping the cork on this review, nose of a valop styled cherry assault the nose but not aggressively offing more of a velvet blanket to fall head first into. Things left curious by an underbelly of thick plum. This entire nose starts to take a berry like-structure and the juice of the wine can literally be detected vividly on the nose. Vanilla begins to start puncturing the fruit so prevalent on the nose. This is where in my experience of Portuguese wine, things liven up and they begin to distinguish themselves from the pack.

Berry notes started to become more distinct and developing into a riper red currant. Now excitement gets to me and the nose starts to dance with my fancies,. A mature cheddar giving grain to the nose, and a cider box smell that I am sure one of the team is obsessed over. The ashy tobacco lingers for a while, giving away the great depth this wine is hiding, and in a final swoop the wine already steals my heart, a new appearance on the scene blackcurrant evolving and existing alongside the redcurrant.

Swirling the glass, I finally pulled myself from the nose and was rewarded with a silky smooth cherry dominating the palate and having the nose mimicked with plum forming a core to the wine. The spices started to dance on the palate now too- cinnamon, a dominant one, its presence adding a wood sweet life across the palate. The tobacco developed and cheery filled the voids at the edge of the palate, vanilla began to cream up the alongside the notes of cinnamon.

A mild tannic structure had been forgotten as the fruits and sweet spices danced the palate fixating.

A textbook bargain from the Portuguese. Giving itself away at €13.95, from the Mill Wine Cellar. Something that tickled my tastes, and that I strongly advise tasting.

Score: 79


Rob