Austrian revolution
The glass is always grüner
by Thor Iverson
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Expectations are funny things. What we know about wine is the
combination of two factors: what we learn, and our cumulative
"palate memory."
We exercise the latter when selecting a wine to buy or drink, remembering our
impressions of a wine, a grape, a producer, or an
appellation. Unfortunately,
our palate memory is prone to what R&B singer Lauryn Hill accurately termed
"miseducation." Wine styles can, and do, change.
Take the Austrian grape grüner veltliner (groo-nur velt-lee-nur).
It's planted just about everywhere that Austria has vines, in such quantities
that one is tempted to assume it's meant for bulk wine. Indeed, here's noted
wine writer
Jancis Robinson on the grape: " . . . the wine it
produces is almost always good, but never great. It is almost incapable of
not giving pleasure and delight, but would never warrant intellectual
study." And here's Hugh Johnson: "To compare it with a Rhine riesling is like
comparing a wild flower with a finely bred garden variety."
Johnson goes on: "There are times, when grüner veltliner wine is drawn
straight from the barrel into a tumbler, frothing and gleaming a piercing
greeny gold, when it seems like the quintessence of all that a wine should be."
And up until recently, Johnson was completely right. Grüner was a light,
peppery, acidic
white -- sometimes with a faint CO2 spritz -- best quaffed
chilled with simple food. In other words, what the French would call a
"bistro wine,"
like most Beaujolais,
Provençal rosé, and
Portuguese vinho verde.
When the wine is done in that style -- and just about anything in the US
market at the $10-or-under price point is -- it is indeed a perfect summer
party wine.
Move up a few dollars, however, and on top of that peppery aggressiveness
there will be a piercing minerality,
ripe fruit, great acidic structure, and a
long finish. In other words, a wine that pretty much demands some
time in the cellar.
Why the metamorphosis? A few producers realized that the grape -- like the
gamay of Beaujolais,
which can be anything from insipid to intense -- had the
potential, with proper care in the vineyard and winery, to be nearly as
majestic as riesling (which Austria also does very well). So now, GV is
available in both styles, in addition to a few still-rare late-harvest
versions. Better yet, GV is really versatile with food, pairing well with just
about anything that can take a white wine.
And, thanks to the work of a few specialty
importers (Terry Theise, in
particular) and a few aficionados at the retail level, there's now a nice range
of grüner veltliners available in the Boston area. Here are a few worth
trying:
1997 Loibner Schütt Grüner Veltliner Wachau ($8.99). Salt,
white pepper, and celery, with an almost kelp-like aroma and a nice lemon-lime
finish. Some spritz, and it might need a few months to come together.
1996 Dinstlgut Loiben Grüner Veltliner Loibner Loibenberg ($9.99).
The easy-drinking kind of GV, with a sharp lemon-apple flavor, a white-pepper
bite, and a slight spritz.
1994 Dinstlgut Loiben Grüner Veltliner Loibenberg Trocken Wachau
($10.99). Fiesta! Mango, pineapple, banana, peaches, cream . . . and
then big petrol and mineral
police come and break up the party. That's okay,
though, because this overstuffed wine is going to
age.
1996 Nigl Grüner Veltliner Senftenberger Piri Kremstal ($12.99). A
truly exotic nose of lime rind, clementine, honeycomb, and dandelion dusted by
minerals.
A citrus tang builds and builds to the leafy, tearingly
acidic
finish. Probably needs time, but the
acidity is a bit worrying.
1995 Weingut Bründlmayer Grüner Veltliner Alte Reben Langenlois
Kamptal ($17.99). Heavy minerality,
but a light honeysuckle, lemon, and floral deftness keeps it all in
balance. Another tropical fiesta, with coconut
and cream thrown in, and a nearly endless finish. Drink now, or in five years,
or in ten . . . this is a truly great wine.
1996 Nigl Grüner Veltliner Alte Reben Kremstal ($19.99).
Absolutely tremendous. Every citrus and yellow/orange fruit flavor you can
think of, minerals,
spun sugar,
earth,
freshly-cut flowers, white truffle,
cider, and a threatening finish of iron filings. Exquisite now, better in a few
years.
The congressional battle over
direct-mail shipments of wine
has ratcheted up
yet another notch. With bills and amendments now in conference committee, the
ability of consumers to choose how they get their wine is perilously close to
being lost.
All along, wholesalers -- whose business is threatened by
direct shipping --
have been objecting to the idea by waving the flag of child protection. But
their outright rejection of a proposal by Senator Dianne Feinstein that would
directly address that issue (by requiring proof of age when signing for alcohol
shipments) reveals their insincerity. Mothers Against Drunk Driving recognized
the wholesalers' hypocrisy by pulling out of an alliance with the wholesalers'
front group, Americans for Responsible Alcohol Access (ARAA), last month,
calling the current legislative action "a battle between various elements
within the alcoholic-beverages industry."
And then there was the disgusting attempt to hide their avarice behind the
Columbine tragedy. Barry McCahill, ARAA's executive director, said "we urge the
president to broaden his search for solutions to youth violence to include the
abuse of alcohol by teenagers and the illegal commerce that is making it easy
for them to get alcohol. . . . Incredibly, there is not one word
from the White House about . . . the $1 billion plus in bootleg
alcohol that makes it easy for today's cyber-savvy teenagers to get beer, wine,
or liquor with no questions asked."
Wine by mail leads to school shootings? Really?
This sort of rhetoric is, unfortunately, having a serious effect in Congress,
where wholesalers' organizations outspend pro-shipping lobbyists five to one.
Read more about this issue at Wine Today
(http://winetoday.com), the Wine
Institute
(http://wineinstitute.org/),
or Free the Grapes
(http://freethegrapes.org/),
and remember: it's not about children, it's about greed.
Thor Iverson can be reached at wine[a]phx.com.