I like my wine like I like my men: full-bodied, fermented and rich.
Unfortunately, I don’t know what any of that means, so I just go with what I like, and say, “Yeah, that’s good. I’ll take some of that. Say, are these cheese nibbles free? Do you have any of those goldfish crackers?”
Because guys like a woman who can carry on a decent conversation.
And don’t even ask me how to pronounce “Mourvedre”; I can’t seem to get past “Moo…Moo….Moovruh”. It’s like trying to pronounce Brett Favre’s name.
Whoever she is.
The preview event was held at the California Welcome Center in El Dorado Hills with many wineries representing, so allow me to review what I tried. I’ll be using highly technical winey-type terms, so brace yourself.
Beemer’s Mourvedre, Vintage: (somewhere between 2006 and 2009)
This wine was red. It tasted good.
Findleton Mourvedre, Vintage: (somewhere between 2006 and 2009)
This wine was also red. It also tasted good.
Sierra Vista Mourvedre, Vintage: (somewhere between 2006 and 2009)
Mount Aukum Mourvedre, Vintage: (somewhere between 2006 and 2009)
Hey you know what? Now that I think about it, all the Mourvedre wines were red. How uncanny is that?
I trailed behind my friend, Amy, who knew significantly more about wine than I did because she actually goes wine tasting to real wineries and stuff in El Dorado County. (You can read her review of this event on her blog, Limit Reached)
As you know, California is famous for its wines. And since California’s mascot is the Bear, they stationed a big monster grizzly outside the entrance.
I’m not kidding; this guy was huge. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a quarter to place next to him so that I could show you with some perspective, just how crazy big he was, and when I started walking around the parking lot asking people for a quarter, they looked at me like I was…well, they’d look me up and down and waved their hands in front of their face. I tried to explain that I had been wine tasting and there was a big giant scary Grizzly Bear and I’m a blogger and don’t you people know who I am and Nannzy Goeth in Panties, I mean, Tranny Boats and Panzies, I mean…
Did I mention there were a whole lotta wineries represented at this tasting? And that I tasted them all? And ate every little cheese nibble I could get my paws on?
And not one single table offered goldfish crackers? Who does that?
So here’s what I need you to do. Go to the Tour de Mourvedre this weekend (July 1-4) and help me describe these wines better.
And bring a quarter, in case you see a California Bear.