Yesterday I spent an enjoyable evening at the Languedoc-Rousillon tutored tasting, for which my notes are increasingly incomprehensible. I was very surprised to hear that this region alone produces more wine than the whole of Australia. Interesting.
Welcomed with a glass of Crémant de Limoux Cuvee Eugenie, a very nice light refreshing lemony fizz, much appreciated after a rather brisk walk up Guildford High Street. Good stuff; you just need an opportune moment to open a magnum.
Then 2 good whites: Félines Jourdan Picpoul, smelt a bit piney after the cremant, but then became more herby, slightly minty, salty, citric. One I will almost certainly buy. And Cotes du Rousillon Blanc Coume Marie la Preceptorie - smooth, rich, creamy, textured. Another one I’d like to buy.
A Minervois Chateau Sainte Eulalie Rosé. Not one for me. Not bad but just reminding me slightly of the pink mouthwash at the dentist (at my dentist anyway!). Actually it was better than this sounds and I’d happily drink it again, but wouldn’t buy it.
(Added after realising I’d missed one). Faugères Nos Racines, Chateau de la Liquiere 2015; this and the next two were very dark purplish colours right to the rim. I was slightly disappointed with this but thought it would be better in a few years. I think I’ve had a slightly older one at home and enjoyed it a lot.
Saint Chinian Chateau la Dournie. A bit dusty for me.
Fitou Domaine Jones, not from an old French family! Very smooth, rich, and easy to drink. At £15.50 it seems quite dear to me. A definite maybe!
Le Soula Rouge 2010. A different colour from the previous 3 wines. More dark red, less purple. For me definitely the best red of the evening, but £22 a bottle seems a lot for a wine that should apparently be drunk within 2 years. And there are a lot of wines available in this price range.
Rivesaltes Parcé Frères 1988, another £22 bottle, but it is over 30 years old, with plenty of time ahead of it. A vin doux naturel. Rich, sweet, raisiny, caramel, toffee. A lovely drink. Definitely worthwhile but one of those delicious sweet wines which struggle to find the right moment for consumption.
Strangely so much easier to walk (float?) down the hill afterwards!