Wednesday was my first day at the bodega. I sorted grapes, barrel tasted the white wines, made the yeast mixture that would eventually be put into the tanks of grapes and that would start the fermentation process, walked through my vineyard and said hello to my grapes (tasted a few – I think they are delicious!), and lastly, did a chemical analysis of my grapes. It was a busy day.
I met a fellow by the name of Tom Garrett who is the assistant winemaker at Revana Winery in Napa. Dr. Revana owns property here as well and sent Tom down to check things out. Revana Cabernet Sauvignon was ranked 4 in Wine Spectator’s top 100 wines of 2010. I was fortunate to taste the wine last November when I was down at the same time as Dr. Revana and was excited to meet Tom who happens to be a terrific guy. Since my technical Spanish is even worse than my regular Spanish (and my winemaker’s English is worse than my Spanish) Tom answered a lot of my questions and while I still am only scratching the surface of what is winemaking, I am learning every day. Tom is definitely someone I plan on staying in touch with. He has said if I wanted to come to Napa for harvest in September, I was more than welcome!
Welcome to The Fermented Grape. My journey to Vista Flores, Argentina began with a trip to the Antarctic that never happened (the boat sank before I even got there). As my grandfather used to always say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade, but I decided to make wine instead.
I bought a small vineyard in the Uco Valley of Argentina, southwest of Mendoza. It was raw land three years ago and this year I am harvesting for the first time. There are many other owners of land under the same umbrella – the entire project is run by a professional team of agronomists, winemakers, and cellar managers. But I have done something that I am sure no other owner has done – I have left my career in banking to pursue my dream of being in the world of wine. So for the next two months I am living on the outskirts of Vista Flores, population ? (I have walked the length of the main street twice while shopping for groceries!). In my Spanglish, I have shopped at the green grocer, the pharmacy, the corner store where I loaded up my cell phone with minutes and the grocery store. The people of this town I am sure don’t know what to make of me but I just laugh at my terrible Spanish and try to make myself understood. I promised everyone that at the end of two months, my Spanish would be much better! When I was chatting with the pharmacist she asked me where I was from and when I told her Canada, she said “Toronto? There are a lot of Italians in Toronto!” There are a lot of Italians in Argentina, too!
Wednesday was my first day at the bodega. I sorted grapes, barrel tasted the white wines, made the yeast mixture that would eventually be but into the tanks of grapes and would start their fermentation, walked through my vineyard and said hello to my grapes, and did a chemical analysis of my grapes. It was a very busy day.
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