Medium amber-garnet. Big fat earthy moss. Wet basket, burnt rubber–hell, burnt CLUTCH–fresh asphalt and poultry farm. Each of these I have criticized in various quantities in other Pinots–ESPECIALLY Oregon–but here they are contained in a nice package, bundled in balanced perfection. Fruit is impossible to ignore, dusty dry and ripe. Fruit Roll-Up Cherry, with a grainy acrid visible. In the mouth, the fruit translates perfectly across the palate–everything promised in the nose. A health-food-store version of Fruit Roll-Ups–rife with acid, raw and natural, and cross the middle all the barnyard earth-tones dance with the still-vibrant fruit.
Is this dangling on a decade-old? Not much sign of it here, honestly. Nothing’s going anywhere. No toasted almond or burnt over-cooked bullshit typical of aged poorly-made Pinot. And again–I hate to keep bringing this up, but–Oregon has been my biggest culprit of the mentioned aged-ills. This one thins out a bit in the finish, but nothing off or out-of-place. Rich, round and rather voluptuous.
2007 MONK’S GATE Pinot Noir Willamette Valley Oregon 13.5