Archive for September, 2009

Study Shows Ratings Numbers DO Influence Tasting Experience
I’ve said more than a few times on WineFlair and elsewhere that wine ratings by “the big guys” (and gal) such as Parker, Robinson, Broadbent, Suckling etc. will obviously and hugely influence the views of people who taste those wines and know their scores in advance. In other words, someone tells you you’re about to sample a 95, and boy when you taste it, it really is!
A scientific team from a university in Zurich says they’re proved it and also that wine ratings have a consistent effect on people who are told scores after they taste. Basically, a bunch of wine-drinkers was separated into five separate groups before a blind tasting. One group was told beforehand that Parker had rated the wine 92, and a second group that he had rated the wine a meager 72. A third and fourth groups were told the scores (92 and 72 respectively) after they had tasted the wine but before recording their impressions. A fifth group wasn’t told anything.
The results weren’t what a lot of wine snobs or people who live by critics’ ratings want to hear: the group that knew the wine had a 92 Parker rating before tasting it uniformly thought it was quite a bit better than those who’d falsely been told 72. The “92 Group” also rated the wine better than those who were told after they had tasted it. The third and fourth groups showed a marked tendency to agree with the ratings when they were told afterwards, indicating that even those who were told that the wine was a 72 didn’t challenge that number though they were tasting a wine actually rated 20 points higher. What that means is simple: their taste perceptions may have actually changed by being told that low number!
In a post from a couple years ago, I cited a 2001 University of Bordeaux story that made a similar if slightly more subtle point. In the first of two tests, Professor Frederick Brochet invited a bunch of self-anointed wine experts to describe the flavors and aromas of both red and white wines he poured. One of these experts lauded the red for its “jamminess” while another talked of its “crushed red fruit.” What’s wrong with that? Well, it was really a white wine, tinted darkly with food coloring. Not one of the 60 “expert” tasters could tell!
The second test with a different group was even sneakier, in which ordinary and inexpensive red table wine was placed in a pricey Grand Cru-labeled bottle, and also separately in its original labeled bottle. In other words, a single wine was passed off as itself – and as a different, far superior wine. What happened here? Three-quarters of the experts there judged the “grand cru” as “complex, balanced and rounded,” while the vin de table in their view was “weak, light, flat and faulty”. They were the same wine.
The moral of the story is what I’ve been saying for years, and you’re probably sick of hearing it.
But I’ll say it again: don’t depend on wine ratings. Taste and decide what YOU like.
Chicago Wine Retailer Closes Two Big Stores
Sam’s Wines, a major wine seller in my former town, has closed two Chicagoland stores in just two months — the South Loop, closed in August and Highland Park just last Sunday. Maybe they were overextended; after all, the Highland Park location was an impressive 25,000 square feet with a wine lounge, party room, 50-seat demonstration kitchen and glassware room. But it was a pretty awesome place – at the wine bar, you were permitted to buy a bottle of wine, have it chilled (or not) and drink it right there with no markup! First Harry’s Velvet Room, and now Sam’s. Damn!

I started making my first large purchases (rather than a bottle of two at a time) from Sam’s big location in Lincoln Park, and was thrilled that I could order a case or two at 3 pm and have it waiting at my 40th floor apartment in Lakeview neighborhood at 6. It was probably the precursor of many of today’s giant wine warehouses, but even back then, in 1996, their service and wine knowledge was better than at most places,
even much smaller ones, today.
This ain’t good.
We Remember the People of Windows on the (Wine) World

Windows on the World was a great restaurant and one of the country’s premier wine venues – its patrons consumed 10,000 bottles a month from a 50,000 bottle cellar, choosing off a list with nearly 1500 selections. The wine service, at the hands of people we know and respect today including Kevin Zraly, Michael Skurnik and Andrea Immer, was top-notch, and its prices were reasonable in a city known for outlandishly expensive wine lists. And its “Cellar in the Sky” offered one of the city’s original wine and food pairing menus.Seventy-eight of its staff perished on that day, and we remember those who died there along with all the ther innocent victims of that senseless act of terrorism. Every day they worked hard to make their customers happy, and they are sorely missed.
“For more than a year now they had been searching: on the highway, near the river, atop oaky knolls that rose abruptly from the valley floor, up wild canyons, and along the spines and scarps of two rugged coastal ranges. What they were looking for was not easily put into words, but the quality of the ideal was absolute and unassailable in their minds. They were searching for…they would know it when they found it.”- The opening paragraph of Napa by James Conaway
Jack and Jamie Davies were modern-day pioneers, and the mark they left on American winemaking is truly meaningful and, I hope, lasting.
It’s ironic that far too few Americans have heard of Schramsberg, much less tasted what is perhaps America’s finest and “truest” sparkling wine. But the name and the property have a storied history dating back to the mid-1800s, and I’m driven to tell the story myself.
Jack Davies was a successful salesman and entrepreneur when he and young bride Jamie left a comfortable, secure life in L.A. and moved to a dilapidated Victorian house atop Mt. Diamond, south of lonely, tiny Calistoga, California at the top of the Napa Valley. Neither knew anything about winemaking, nor did they know a single soul in all of Napa. And the house they’d bought, with all its promise, was mostly a haven for bats and rodents. The Davies were not just taking a chance, they were gambling their very futures – with a four year-old son and another on the way.
The Schramsberg story is itself iconic of the early years of Napa winemaking. Jacob Schram was a German immigrant who worked as a barber in New York after arriving in 1842. Ten years later and presumably filled with wanderlust, he set off for San Francisco, finding his way to the Napa Valley. No longer content with the life of a barber, in 1862 he purchased 200 acres of hillside vineyards.
Eight years later, scores of Chinese laborers were digging wine storage caves into the hillside, and a second set in 1881. Today, those caves hold hundreds of thousands of bottles of outstanding sparkling wines, many of them meticulously turned or “riddled” by hand.
Before Jacob Schram died in 1905 he was producing at least six varietal wines bearing his name. William Henry Harrison, President of the United States, was served Schramsberg Riesling when he stayed at the famous and still operating Palace Hotel in San Francisco. By the time of prohibition the Schramsberg wine estate had become a summer home for the wealthy and didn’t produce wine again until 1951, when the property was resurrected by Douglas Pringle, who produced both table and sparkling wines. but almost as quickly, Pringle died and his widow padlocked the place. The Schramsberg legacy might have ended there.
But it didn’t.
Fast forward to 1965. Jack and Jamie clear the bats from their home – with the help of a volunteer from the St. Helena Police Department – and are there to stay. They set off to produce their first vintage, but don’t have and can’t find any Chardonnay, the base wine they need. Eventually, Jack barters some Riesling grapes he’s bought for 500 gallons of Chard. And he barters for it with the General Manager of the Charles Krug Winery, a guy names Robert Mondavi, whose name at the time wasn’t known outside Napa. How things would change for both families!
It wasn’t all, er, wine and roses on that hill. Chardonnay doesn’t grow well on Diamond Mountain, nor does Pinot Noir – together the two principal grapes that go into Schramsbergs. So the Davies built relationships with many winegrowers over many years such that today, they source their grapes from dozens of vineyards as far away as Mendocino County. Although that creates huge logistical problems, they somehow get their grapes in every year, and the results are spectacular.
The business, the Schramsberg name, and the Davies would flourish. Richard Nixon toasted Chinese Premier Chou En Lai in Beijing in 1972 with a ’69 Schramsberg Blanc de Blancs.
Today the place is run by son Hugh, and it’s clear that nothing has been lost over the years in terms of quality or tradition – or dedication to excellence.
At least once a month I pull a bottle of Schramsberg outta the cellar, chill it, and toast Jack and Jamie..whom I unfortunately never met.
If you love sparkling wine, you should, too.