Hello to my new readers to this blog! Just to let you know my mana-jyyer has informed me that in order to hit the Big Time, I need to upgrade my website. Ell-lo, I’m Washington Wineman. Me gusta mucho! (slap my booty) Les claquettes de Columbia Valley! Oh, anything for a professional tennis player like Olivia Sanchez and Mathilde Johannson, or sexy model Flo Lafaye! What? Did you not know that we’re in the middle of the 2011 French Open for tennis?? Quelle mouche t’a piqué?
What is up with Florida lately? A couple in divorce proceedings spent a lonely Sunday to shoot at their washing machine. The house then flooded so the man went to clean it up while the woman, when asked to write a statement, told the cop, “I’ll try my best but I’m drunk.” And now, Chicago’s moving up the charts after two robbers, dressed up as nuns, held up a bank on Sunday. Any bank that is stupide enough to stay open on a Sunday, in
direct opposition to the myth of “banker’s hours”, deserves to be robbed. Also in defense of the French, a British gas executive who admitted to a health and safety breach in court tried to sneak past waiting reporters by donning on an outfit to disguise him as a woman. Must have been the palm balm from Marrakech that gave him away. And, lastly to those lame Yankees, trailer-park trash Kesha Sebert, aka Ke$ha, was quoted as being JFK in a past-life. Yeah, if she’s JFK, then I’m a focking Betty Grable pinup, bitch!
This is my Salute The French issue. Honestly, I didn’t care much for the armpit-hair growing, seldom-bathing Frenchies until I watched the music video I paired this wine with. All of a sudden, I became an instant surrender-monkey! Hey, there’s something about those luscious French women, and you’ll know who Mathilde Johansson, Olivia Sanchez, and Flo Lafaye are after this eye-candy video in two versions! Of course, it helps that the music rips.
Where was I? Oh yeah, the arrogant American wine snob. The Glaze label is an offshoot of Ross Mickel, the mastermind behind the Ross Andrew Winery. Glaze is derived from Ross’s wife’s infatuation with working with clay. Is this some sort of “Ghost” redux? Oh, who cares, just gimme my wine, man.
I first tasted the 2006 version at an elegant facility in Seattle, thanks to my man, Bryan, who now fronts the awesome wine website, Fat Cork. His specialty is in delivering some standout Champagne bottles from little-known growers and is worth a peek for all you Champagne geeks. Bryan has a nose for value and he hit a home run with this wine in his cache. Unfortunately, some hotel restaurant jerk-off buyer (who shall be unnamed)
pounced on the remaining supply so that no one else could have the pleasure of
imbibing in a highly valued wine. Such is the wine business.
Fast-up to the 2008 vintage (there wasn’t any 2007). This wine rose up like a Phoenix in the distributor catalog and wouldn’t you know it, but one-eye-for-the-wine-buy Paul Zitarelli of Full Pull Wines pulled an early trigger and pounced on the stash like an Ohio State football player on a car buyer. I secured my own allotment to ensure many years of stiffy hedonism to come, and I can only hope you got yours.
Some winemakers are being snooty about sources for some of their wines. I don’t get the point of it, but in this case, your wineman has been able to deduce the sources thanks to Ross’s vineyard sources for his front label. Expect nuances from Alder Ridge, Ciel du Cheval and Klipsun to entertain your palate despite the price range this wine sits at. If you are unclued in as to what prices cabernets are from ANY of these vineyards, let me assist… we’re talking $30. Minimum. These vineyards are known for producing stylistic cabs
each on their own, so to find them here at half the value was an automatic ‘buy’.
Tonight’s substance of measure was my own grilled creation of: BallPark Grillmaster beef hot dogs, Vidalia onions, zucchini, and Costco ribeye steak. I’m tired of this 50s-60s, cloudy weather in May. Hey, Mother Nature, it’s fucking SPRING! Gimme some heat, bitch!
Tasted at 60-70 degrees on the IR temp gun. Nose: soft black currant, fresh black olives,
and black raspberry. Color: deep garnet and magenta. Mouthfeel: fluffy, buoyant. Tail trail: 6 seconds. Flavors: black fruits, dark plum, black pepper, supple but drying tannins, and leather. Good enough on its own as well as next to a grilled slab of moo.
Alcohol: 13.6%. Rated: 90. Value: $25. Paid $14. You’re not paying for the label. Music pairing: “Hello” by Martin Solveig. Long version here. Recommended that you watch both if you think you’re hip or at least a tennis player. Can Federer take the French Open again? Who cares? The best part of the Grand Slam tourney is the first round where you get to see the players from the video in action. Hot, hot, hot! This is WAwineman…uncorked, uneducated but not uncouth.