You tend to get a bit jaded doing what I’m doing. Then a few wines come along that jump out of the glass and smack you around the head. That’s what happened when I opened that bottle of Blue Poles Allouran 2011 for the Bordeaux blends tasting last week. Look at me, look at me, look at me it said as it assaulted my senses with an array of heady aromas.
Merlot became a dirty word after the movie Sideways, at least for serious wine lovers. For the rest of the world, it became a hugely popular soft red. Most Merlot made is soft, sweet and mushy. And cheap, yet the best Merlots in the universe cost more than the mighty Chateau Lafite. Petrus is the most expensive, and the tiny estate of Le Pin is right behind it. We’re talking $4000. Per bottle.


The exaggerated wine scores and winery ratings are misleading. I’m indebted to one of my subscribers for these numbers, which show clearly what I mean:
It’s more grist to our mill, that price is no guide to quality, even if $40 is outside our sweet spot. It is the cheapest Pinot Noir at this top of the range tasting; the dearest is $130.

