Heaven, I'm in heaven... Fred Astaire sang it. Driving through the vineyards of the Côte de Beaune this weekend under mottled skies, I felt it. This curious emotion that comes from being in places that evoke taste memories on your tongue. Oh! Puligny-Montrachet! Minerally, heart-breakingly taut 2004 J.-M. Boillot. Oh, Volnay. 2002 Pascal & Reyane Bouley Volnay 1er Cru "Champans," beating soft and lush like a heart. One feels surrounded and swept up.
And then, of course, being there gives ample opportunity for tasting the local goods. We found an interesting little producer in Santenay whose white 2002 Santenay 1er Cru "Passe-Temps" was a rich whirlwind of precision (shh, it does so make sense). We drank 2001 Denis Thomas Nuits-Saint-Georges, which was perfectly pinot-y, with fruit and tannin braiding into deliciousness. We had a super young, vibrant 2006 Tollot-Beau Chorey-lès-Beaune with searingly open fruit.
So, we didn't drink any Leflaive Montrachet. But then, did you really think I had?
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so, who is the santenay producer?
A small producer we stumbled into (I don't usually like doing that, but I was overridden, darn it) called Mestre Père & Fils. Some average bottles, some interesting ones. Liked that 2002 Santenay 1er Cru "Passe-Temps" best.
Wow, I'm truly jealous. Being in Canada, a casual road trip means something totally different than a drive through Bourgogne. What I wouldn't give to live in France! Lucky you, please post more of your travels!
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