We needed a post holiday get-a-way so we headed to NW’s place in suburban Boston. That’s never a good economic decision as there are so many good wine stores around that every visit means another month or so delayed on the other end of my retirement but then you have to put it all in perspective. I read today in my local paper about a janitor for the city who talked about nothing but retirement the last year or so. He was only a blink away from realizing his dream and today he died very suddenly. I figure, since you can’t take it with you, you might as well enjoy it–at least some of it–NOW!
(NW) is married to my daughter who is developing into quite a chef. So the fanfare began almost as we arrived. We began eating at 4:00 and had the last course around 8:00. And of course eating means WINE.
(NW) Commenced our Italian themed gastronomic extravaganza opening a bottle of Chateau St. Michelle 2004 Gewurztraminer more as an aperitiffe than an accompaniment.
My wife and I had the pleasure of visiting this winery in Suburban Seattle way back in the early 80's when we lived in the area. St. Michelle was always known for their Sauvignon Blanc, not their Gewurtz.
The wine emitted a powerful bouquet of fresh cut pears that was downright exciting. But in the mouth, it appeared sweet at first then shifted to an off-dry with only fleeting, light flavors of apricots. For $9 it was so-so but rather lifeless.
But of course this was only for the first course and there was more to come–later. I assure you we raised a glass or four before the evening was done. You’ll read about it here!