One of the most brilliantly executed wines I have had in some time. Keep Drinking and Believing.
This classic Bordeaux-style blend of 50% Cabernet Sauvignon, 30% Merlot and a 20% Cabernet Franc lends a fresh nose of perfume and sweet cedar, venturing into flavors of crushed black peppercorns, massive dark fruit, black licorice and baking spice; this full bodied wine screams to be paired with rich, fatty beef dishes with its higher acidity. Keep Drinking and Keep Believing.
A BAROLO ESCAPADE
In the best interest of the over extravagantly priced vacation home, I cup the slabs of the freshest recent victim upon the marble fucking countertops; Fuck it, keep the deposit; I AM IN THE FLESH.
To the wine cellar I deliriously and unhealthily wander, wondering if anyone was going to join me, be with me, ACCEPT ME. But time is ticking like the curse it had become; Being brutally blunt with me; “You are fucking alone!”
So, to the wine cellar already, reminiscing about the hot, rich snatch I once hungered within, and the thought of all of their after world moisture, fucking within the moment.
“TO THE FUCKING WINE CELLAR!” I sense the collection is superior, fixating upon a vintage bottle of Barolo that pleads to be plucked; Grab the “Iron Fist in the Velvet Glove”, a fine Barolo, and get upstairs to get on with your diseased feasting.
Yes, that obsessive, carnivorous disease had begun to haunt me, consume me, control me, making me the heathen I had BECOME.
“Best make sure I indulge deeply.” Out of the wine cellar, back at the tattered marble kitchen counter, properly beginning to decant my fine Barolo, I begin to poetically throw piece after piece of new human I had been preparing down the gullet. I am ill now, wandered in the forest well after the mid night hour and it DEVOURED ME, making me false promises. I would feel nothing. I see into my own regret and anger, as I progressively begin to chomp more and more obsessively upon each salty, bloody piece of recent kill.
“OHHHHHHHH!” I bellow in semi sharp evolving pain, grabbing for a crystal glass to hedonistically throw back my Itailian delight; Barolo, aggressive, seductive, course, rustic, elegant. I nose the glass and timeless juice meticulously, taking in each profound scent and essential character; Acidity that pairs perfectly with that that hearty entrée with a sublime tannic mouthfeel. Earth, depth, exuding a forever memorable persona. I begin to become one within the fresh flesh, cursing the outside illuminated moon, giving it the cursed finger; exclaiming things were going to become one with me; THE DEMONS SOMETIME PREVAILS.
I am honored to have had the opportunity to taste three wonderful reds from the Robert Keenan Winery, established in the Spring Mountain District in Napa Valley. Here is what I found.
Keenan Winery 2010 Syrah, Napa Valley : Spicy black fruit, musk, slight dill on the nose with a hearty, yet velvety offering of smokiness, dark chocolate, earth on the palate. A perfectly calculated Syrah with a sublime, lengthy, semi wet finish.
Keenan Winery 2011 Cabernet Franc, Napa Valley, Spring Mountain District: This 35th anniversary release is elegantly smooth, gifting poetically calculated attributes of tobacco, graphite and dark currant. With a profoundly poetic mouthfeel, sound acidity and a engaging lingering tannin; this glorious Cabernet Franc has a embracing finish of tar, toasted oak and spice.
Keenan Winery 2011 Merlot, Napa Valley: This 35th anniversary dense Merlot lends a refined nose of sweet cedar, luscious wild dark fruit and course ground black pepper. Accompanied with tremendous flavors of divine plum, blackberry and fine English pipe tobacco across the palate; this outstanding Merlot seals the deal with medium weight firm tannin and a memorable, seemingly forever finish.
What a wonderful ride with these outstanding wines and if you want true California wines that offer more than just big fruit and no structure. Order yours today!
Keep Drinking and Keep Believing.