Last night I sat myself down if front of the TV with a lovelly little Bordeaux wine and a generous piece of smelly old blue cheese. It was promising to be one of those really relaxing evenings, there was a cheesy film on where America was on the brink of total disaster but then just at the last minute some guy with a big cheesy grin and anoying hairstyle would save the day and get the girl and everyone would live happily ever after. You know the type of film I'm on about - You don't have to think about it, just sit there and watch it.
The real highlight of the evening for me was going to be this lovelly little Boredeux I had recently aquired to try ahead of placing it on the shelves in the shop.
So I settled into my chair with bottle of wine in one hand, cork screw in the other and the smelly cheese sat quietly doing it's thing on the table just in front of me. I opened the bottle in my usual carerful manner, savouring each process, the careful cutting of the foil around the bottle top, the placing of the corkscrew exactly in the centre of the cork before twisting and then slowly levering the cork out to release the aromas trapped inside the bottle for the last 5 years.
It was at that point I experienced my first dissapointment of the night. There was no big aroma to fill the room. I had to literally place the cork against my nose to get any hint of what the juice inside the bottle was going to taste like. Oh dear I thought, that's not a very promising start is it?
I poured myself a glass and inspected the wine from within. The colour looked greart. A nice rich dark colour but still very little smell.
My first mouthful was my second dissapointment of the evening. The wine just grabbed the inside of my mouth and pulled it in all directions and when swallowed I could trace every millimetre of it voyage to my stomach. Oh, Bloody Hell! I was so looking forward to drinking this wine tonight.
It felt like the wine needed a couple more years in the bottle to settle down.
I decided to give it another try. Sometimes wines just need a litlle time to calm down after their initial excitement of being released, especially if they have been hauled up in a bottle for a few years. This proved to be a good decision. Returning to the wine after about 20 minutes was like coming back to a completely different wine altogther.
Despite it still lacking any great aroma the wine itself had settled down to give a pleasant, smooth and quite full taste but with a hastily retreating finish. Being the sort of person not to give up on anything too soon, I soldiered on and eventually finished the whole bottle and a good deal of the blue cheese too, whilst the good people of America were dutifully saved and lived to see another day.
OK, I feel a conclusion coming here.
Before opening the wine I had, in my mind, already decided how it was going to taste and smell. My expectations had already been set. The initial dissapointment was not the wines doing, rather my own doing. I had placed this wine on a much higher pedestal than I should have. I guess the lesson here, if there is one, is that we should allow the wine to gradually reveal itself to us and we should maintain acompletely open mind as it does so. No two wines are ever the same and we should never draw conclusions on what it will be like without first trying it with an open mind - cheesy heroic films and smelly cheese optional!!!!
There was in fact nothing wrong with this wine whatsoever. It was a perfectly enjoyable wine in every respect and I will most certainly be adding to my list of wines for sale in the shop and on line.
The wine in question is "Chateau Laverne-Dulonge Bordeaux Superiore 2006 and will be on sale in the shop at £9.95 from now on.
Next time you open a bottle of wine, do so without any expectations at all and you will surely not be dissapointed.