My new love is Barbaresco. I’ve recently become friends with a few guys down the block who own and work at a wine shop in the West Village.
From time to time, they enjoy opening up a couple of bottles on slower days like Sunday eves. One night, we tasted an amazing Barbaresco. That’s the thing with wine, the longer you learn, the pricier your taste gets.
This isn’t quite the same level of bottle we had opened, but as an entry at about $40, it’s something I can open up on a casual Thursday night.
The crushed rose petals are there, but it’s muted by a bit more of a soil-forward bouquet.
I see the similarities, but it’s lacking in a bit of elegance that can come in a level or two higher.
A bit more tannins than acidity. It’s out of balance. I think I’ve been spoiled because I’ve had a great example. But this is still fine Italian wine, happy to be drinking it.
My new love is Barbaresco. I’ve recently become friends with a few guys down the block who own and work at a wine shop in the West Village.
From time to time, they enjoy opening up a couple of bottles on slower days like Sunday eves. One night, we tasted an amazing Barbaresco. That’s the thing with wine, the longer you learn, the pricier your taste gets.
This isn’t quite the same level of bottle we had opened, but as an entry at about $40, it’s something I can open up on a casual Thursday night.
The crushed rose petals are there, but it’s muted by a bit more of a soil-forward bouquet.
I see the similarities, but it’s lacking in a bit of elegance that can come in a level or two higher.
A bit more tannins than acidity. It’s out of balance. I think I’ve been spoiled because I’ve had a great example. But this is still fine Italian wine, happy to be drinking it.
Aug 12th, 2022
Barbaresco, Cuneo, Piedmont, Italy
