We are not limited to food or taste metaphors, as a
visual species we have other tools to describe wine. Karen MacNeil, the
well-respected wine critic and author of the Wine Bible quoted a restaurant
owner’s description of Viognier wine. “If a good German Riesling is like an
ice-skater (fast, racy with a cutting edge), and Chardonnay is like a
middle-heavyweight boxer (paunchy, solid, powerful), then Viognier would have
to be described as a female gymnast – beautiful and perfectly shaped, with
muscle but superb agility and elegance.”
Alternatively we can seek our metaphor in music. In one
of his Italian detective novels A Long Finish, Michael Dibdin wrote: “Barolo
is the Bach of wine … strong, supremely structured, a little forbidding, but
absolutely fundamental. Barbaresco is the Beethoven, taking those qualities and
lifting them to heights of subjective passion and pain … and Brunello is its
Brahms, the softer, fuller, romantic afterglow of so much strenuous excess.”
Those people who know their German composers and are familiar with Italian
wines will recognize the insightful truth behind Dibdin’s metaphors. For those
unfamiliar however, it could sound merely pretentious.
And of course, that is
the great danger of talking about wine; the metaphors can become too flowery
and ostentatious. “This is a cheeky little Pinot; unctuously naughty with a
promise of heavenly bliss, like a nun slipping out of her habit.”
Roald Dahl, that wonderful British novelist should really
be given the last word on the subject: “Richard Pratt was a famous gourmet…. He
organized dinners where sumptuous dishes and rare wines were served. He refused
to smoke for fear of harming his palate, and when discussing a wine, he had a
curious, rather droll habit of referring to it as though it were a living
being. “A prudent wine,” he would say, “rather diffident and evasive, but quite
prudent.” Or, “a good-humored wine, benevolent and cheerful—slightly obscene,
perhaps, but nonetheless good humored.” (From ‘Taste’ a short story first
published in 1945).
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