Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Note

There once was a note, pure and easy
Playing so free, like a breathe rippling by
The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend as forever we die


What is it about Lopez de Heredia wines that play that note for me?  Their timeless ethereal quality is so lyrical and seductive.  My last wish wines. Lately a fixation with Vina Tondonia: last week the 1991; last night the 2000.  How can aged white wine soar to such gossamer heights?  Salty caramels, cleaved by an acidity that is precise yet can't be defined or measured. Contemplative and discrete, like the interview that I saw of Maria LdH on the dreadful WLTV...rambunctious but not in a fidgety sort of way, more like a free soul that can't be bridled. I hung on her every word and wished the host to be struck dumb so that she could talk more.  She moved me the way her wines move me...is she the terroir? The terroir of infatuation for me, indeed. Forever we blend as forever we die.  RIP.