Ridge have long been a favourite producer of Zinfandel, the wines have always been harmonious and age surprisingly well for entities of such scale. I enjoyed this greatly as far as wines in a voluptuous style go.
Willi Schaefer rarely fails to disappoint and this was an effort engorged with livid, sophisticated class. Very ripe for a Spatlese, certainly, but its balance nibbled my aesthetic sensibilities in a deeply pleasing manner.
Even VT Pinot Gris doesn’t age – good to drink this bottle now as it is most certainly on the train to ‘Shagged-out wine-ville’.
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Geyserville 2005, Ridge
Lawks! When I sniff this for the very first time I feel it has strong nasal anaesthetic characters; it seems quite a bruiser. Hmmm… oddly it seems more languidly demure and far less daunting on subsequent nasal encounters. There is a lot of very ripe bramble action here and it is just great that this fruit-resplendent set of aromas do not stray into the realm of jam. Exceedingly ripe the fruit may be but it has something distinctly complex about it; there is more to the nose than simply being lion-hearted. I’m rather taken with the palate that seethes with delicious fruit complimented by a tenacious tannic structure and positively vivacious acid levels. Its scale does not concern me in the slightest as its harmony exhilarates and galvanizes me to extract every nuance from its pleasingly stylish and god-damn sophisticated personality. It is not displaying much in the way of mature characters, very youthful in fact, but past experience with Geyserville has shown they age and develop for 10-15 years with deft nonchalance. This effectuates pleasure with total ease so I am, once again, completely contented to be drinking a bottle of Ridge wine.
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Riesling Spatlese Graacher Domprobst 2005, Willi Schaefer
As I smell this I get the feeling that it is a tiny bit closed up. However, such are the extrovert delights on this nose to say this is closed up makes me think it would have been louder than one of my shirts when it throbbed with youthful baby-fat. The lime fruit is delicious and ripe and I love that slate minerality, man, smelling this colours me florid hues of enthusiasm. There is a totally exhilarating extravagance to the palate: focussed, direct citrus fruit so intense it would put one of [link2post id=”1554″]my margaritas[/link2post] to shame with acidity so powerful it is etching its signature on my teeth all bundled up into a tight ball of compelling energy. Extravagant it may be but there is nothing dodgy about its harmony – great fruit, fine acid and succulent sweetness are working to create a totally balanced whole. The refinement this shows is abso-tmesis-lutely spot on for Mosel Riesling of the very highest quality. Hilarious fun as this is to drink now I feel I will be coming back to my remaining bottles in about 5 years when it will be blossoming once again but this time as a fully mature wine. Speaking as a fully mature person I can see many advantages to that state.
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Pinot Gris Grand Cru Sommerberg Vendanges Tardives 2006, Domaine Albert Boxler
There is a lot of peaches and cream Botrytis action going on here but it also has shades of slightly rotten fruit; getting a bit old if you ask me. At least it is not over-whelmed by the slightly chemically character that can be distracting on VTs and its minerality is rather winning. But it does smell like it is waving goodbye. The palate is attractive, the ripe fruit and distinct sweetness kept lively by a pleasing foil of acidity, but again I am struck by its advanced stage of maturity. I’ve long been of the opinion that Pinot Gris doesn’t age gracefully, and it is very kind of M. Boxler to back me up on this with this bottle. We should have necked this last year.