Firstly, it's fair to say Chardonnay isn't really my thing. I quickly decided when I began drinking white wine in hotter weather that Pinot Grigio and Sauvignon Blanc were superior. This Chardonnay first reaffirmed these thoughts, but halfway through the first glass I began to appreciate it a little more - although not usually my ideal white, the flavours were strong enough and interesting enough to keep me thinking and tasting. This is the second Chardonnay I've had this year, the first at a wine tasting, and that was similar to this in that it didn't remind me of the overcompensated sweetness of mass production. It's a bottle I could drink in it's entirety in an evening, without thinking about food it would go with, what might or might not have improved it, and without getting bored. Still not comparable to a great Sauvignon Blanc, but it certainly has its place, and right now it's place is in my throat with a little burn of spice as I finish a second large glass and correct my resultantly bad spelling.
A blog about tasting wine, from someone who has tasted that wine. Or at least looked at it. Or copied a picture of it from the internet.
Or got someone else to.
Thursday, 22 September 2011
Bellevue Estate Cellar Reserve Single Vineyard Chardonnay 2009
Firstly, it's fair to say Chardonnay isn't really my thing. I quickly decided when I began drinking white wine in hotter weather that Pinot Grigio and Sauvignon Blanc were superior. This Chardonnay first reaffirmed these thoughts, but halfway through the first glass I began to appreciate it a little more - although not usually my ideal white, the flavours were strong enough and interesting enough to keep me thinking and tasting. This is the second Chardonnay I've had this year, the first at a wine tasting, and that was similar to this in that it didn't remind me of the overcompensated sweetness of mass production. It's a bottle I could drink in it's entirety in an evening, without thinking about food it would go with, what might or might not have improved it, and without getting bored. Still not comparable to a great Sauvignon Blanc, but it certainly has its place, and right now it's place is in my throat with a little burn of spice as I finish a second large glass and correct my resultantly bad spelling.
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