Saturday, March 16, 2013

Anna

Add to Google Reader or HomepageWe have been taking care of a dog for the past three weeks. The owners (our friends) needed to go to Amsterdam for business and asked us if we would like to care for their “berger” (mostly German shepherd). Ellen jumped at the chance.

We have enjoyed having her here. She is well-behaved (mostly) and very quiet - except for loving to chase cats when I walk her. And Vaison has a lot of feral cats!

Since I always enjoyed the routine of walking our dogs, taking this berger out three/four times a day has been enjoyable. Walking her at night around 10:00, I realize how small our village is in winter. It is quiet and there is rarely anyone on the streets – except other dog-walkers and feral cats. This village is truly a “roll up the sidewalks” kind of town in winter. I know that the population will double in summer but in March it is VERY quiet at night.

A downside of the dog-walking routine is bad weather. In the past three weeks, there was one heavy rain day (pleuvoir comme une vache qui pisse) but when the north of France got all of the snow earlier this week, we got the Mistral and its 120 k/h COLD winds.

She adapted well to our little apartment and made herself quite “at home”. In a place this small, one might think that supervision would not be a problem but she managed to clean Ellen’s plate one evening when I was out and Ellen went to wash her hands before eating. Like the deerhounds we used to have, she loves butter and emptied the butter dish that was on the kitchen counter – twice! (we should have remembered that behavior!) 

The owners were supposed to return to pick her up last Sunday but their car broke down (requiring a rebuilt engine that had to be shipped from Spain) and once it was repaired and ready to go, the snow storm closed the roads. They managed to arrive here late yesterday afternoon.

Now that Anna has returned to her owners, our little apartment seems larger – but empty.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

More wines (and so little time)

Add to Google Reader or HomepageLast spring (April 28, 2012), I wrote about three wineries that I thought were worth visiting when in Provence or seeing if an importer brings their wines to your area. One of the wineries about which I wrote was Domaine des Escaravailles (www.domaine-escaravailles.com). Thanks to Philip Reddaway and his Facebook page La Madelene Rhone Wine Holidays, there is more to report on this winery. Phil made two entries in Facebook about Domaine des Escaravailles.

By the way, the name of the winery is Occitan for Scarab beetle. The winery chose the name because, in the 17th century, monks tended the vines and, in the heat of the day, they would pull the hoods of their dark robes over their heads to protect themselves from the sun. From a distance, they looked like scarab beetles moving through the rows of grape vines.

When we were getting ready to leave Vaison la Romaine last spring, we made a final visit to Domaine des Escaravailles and I asked the pourer in the tasting room about the single-varietal (Grenache) and when it might be available. She said that they planned to bottle it in November. I said that we planned to return in December to which she suggested that I might want to call and reserve a case or two because it was going to go fast.

A torn meniscus distracted me for the remaining time in the US, so I did not call but was relieved to learn, when we visited the winery after our return to France, that they still had some. The wine is called “Heritage.”


(“1924” refers to the age of some of the grapevines.)

On February 18, Philip Reddaway wrote the following for La Madelene Rhone Wine Holidays in Facebook:

“In the March issue of "Decanter" JLL reviews the aoc of Rasteau: "how is this new Cru shaping up and who are the star performers?". Delighted to see that Domaine des Escaravailles, a favorite tour visit, came out on top of their blind tasting - the specific winning wine = their old vine Grenache "1924". Chapeau Giles!” (Gilles Ferran is the owner/winemaker at Domaine des Escaravailles.)

A week earlier, La Madelene Rhone Wine Holidays included another reference to Domaine des Escaravailles with a new wine venture. Philip Reddaway posted the following from a review by Lincoln Silakus:

“So, what can I say about the standout wine of the day, the Calendal, a joint venture of Gilles Ferran (Domaine Escaravailles, Rasteau) and Philippe Cambie? I suspect that, for Gilles, it's a bit of fun, as this is quite unlike his more elegant Escaravailles wines. Cambie, the larger-than-life Rhone guru-oenologist, makes wines with an equivalent girth; big enough, in other words to be seen by Robert Parker. The Calendal, from 4.4 hectares of bush vines of old Grenache and Mourvedre (30% – yum!) is huge, fruity and succulent. It ages in barrels that have been used only once for over a year. The 14,000 bottles sell out despite the hefty 16.50€ price (twice the average for this appellation). A myth in the making.” Lincoln Siliakus, Vino Solex, Feb. 12, 2013.



When our Lansing neighbors were visiting last week, they bought me some of the Calendal. We opened a bottle last evening when friends were visiting and it is everything that Mr. Siliakus suggests. Another great wine from Domaine des Escaravailles.


Friday, February 1, 2013

Charge it.

Add to Google Reader or HomepageA small observation: in France, purchases made by credit card are completed without the card ever leaving your sight. Be it in a restaurant or a shop, the system feels more secure than the ways we transact business with credit cards in the states. In France, all of the restaurant servers have hand-held credit card swipe machines. They bring you the bill and, when you are ready to pay, they return with a wireless credit card swipe machine. You watch the restaurant server swipe the card and generate the printout(s) which s/he gives to you along with your credit card. (Retail shops operate much as they do in the states with credit card swipe machines located at the check-out counter.)

Giving my credit card to a server in an American restaurant might explain my heretofore undefined discomfort as I watch the server disappear with my credit card only to return X minutes later with a print-out to review and sign.

As we grow more concerned about identify theft, it seems like we should have the same wireless credit card machines in the US. – Or, maybe my anxiety is misplaced and I should be more concerned about wireless data transmission and hackers???

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Vaison's Tuesday Market

Add to Google Reader or HomepageWe have been back a week. Since we arrived on a Tuesday, that means that today, I get to shop at the Vaison market day.

“Vaison la Romaine has one of the best weekly markets in the Provence and perhaps in France. Its origin goes back to 1483, when Pope Sixtus IV granted a license. In 1532 Pope Clement VII stipulated that the market be held every Tuesday and this is observed to this day… It is one gigantic open air department store, offering everything here, from clothes and shoes to furniture, meat, fish, ham, and sausages, vegetables, fruits, cheese and wine and while you are doing your shopping you won’t need to stay hungry either. This is actually one of the best places to shop for Provençal items, like table linens, earthenware and toiletries. The market is held every Tuesday from 8 AM to around 1 PM in the town proper. Many streets are closed off. Parking is definitely a problem. The trick is to arrive either early (around 8:30 AM) or after 11 AM. If you see a group of Americans expertly shopping for vegetables, fruits, fish and meat, it is probably Patricia Wells and her cooking class.” (Provence Hideaway www.provence-hideaway.com)

I haven’t made a count, but my guess is that there are about a hundred vendors who load up their trucks and leave their homes at 0 dark 30 to get to our village to set up the displays of their wares. The description of an open-air department store (Provence Hideaway) is accurate but doesn’t include music (street musicians as well as music CD vendors), furniture repair, live plants, vendors of fabrics and the notions to sew items. You can get roasted chickens, paella, pizza, oriental dishes, soup and/or crêpes take-away, cookies and nougat, dried sausages (pork, wild boar, with herbs or plain…)

The Tuesday marché is not just a shopping destination, it is a social event. The vendors know their customers and exchange pleasantries/jokes while filling orders. One vendor surprised me when he said “Vous êtes de retour!” (You’ve come back.) I was impressed by his memory. I find it hard to remember my own name when I am not wearing a name tag. The village denizens spend time exchanging local news (and often blocking the traffic) but they (as I) are hoping to see friends and neighbors. French women always dress well but they seem to dress better for the occasion of shopping at the marché.

As my friend Margaret used to say about the Solstice: it only gets better from here. Every week from now until the summer solstice and beyond, the market will grow larger: more vendors, more customers, more gridlock to the point where the locals complain about the success of the Vaison marché day. They ‘doth protest too much methinks’ (Hamlet, III, ii, Shakespeare) Tuesday at the market in Vaison la Romaine is an event everyone should have the opportunity to enjoy.

Friday, January 18, 2013

At the movies

Add to Google Reader or HomepageWe have been in France for three days now. It was bittersweet leaving the states as we had had a wonderful (hot!) summer, a great garden harvest, we traveled and saw a lot of friends and missed seeing many other friends. Whoever coined the phrase: “So much to do; so little time” had a real insight into life.

We arrived in Vaison la Romaine for the beginning of the Telerama film festival – where one can go to a selection of wonderful films for only 3€ during a 10 day period. Last evening, we saw Amour. Tonight, we saw De Rouille et d’Os (Rust and Bone). Amour is on the short list of best films of 2012. It was amazing but was it better than Lincoln or The Sessions or Flight? (This was a year of some great films in the states as well.)

We have been members of a Westside Neighborhood Movie Group for about 20 years in Lansing. We so like the Westside Neighborhood Movie Group concept of viewing a specific film and then meeting to discuss it that we started a Ciné-Club in Vaison la Romaine. Our Ciné-Club meets less formally and less often and the business of discussing films is conducted in French. Some people in the club struggle to discuss films using the present tense and few adjectives. Others with more proficiency in French can discuss films and provide provocative insights similar to our Westside Neighborhood counterparts.

The Ciné-Club includes people from England, America and France. We did this so that the French presence keeps us “ex-pats” honest and speaking in French. I think that Ellen and I were surprised at how often one can spend a whole day ‘in English’. The English-speaking ex-pat community here is large and welcoming and that makes it easy to slip into an English-speaking ghetto.

We can’t take all of the credit for creating this affiliate of the Westside Neighborhood Movie Group. One day when we were having lunch with our former French teacher, we talked about searching for more opportunities to speak French and she encouraged us to create the Ciné-Club à la Westside Neighborhood Movie Group. Since then, it’s been off to the movies Allons au cinema! I have spoken about Michelle before because I so admire her capacity to figure out teaching a foreign language. She always met the needs of a diverse array of students. – and this was not her major career!

My mother used to say that we met to eat and maybe discuss a movie. I think her observation was correct both in Lansing and in Vaison la Romaine. Et pourquoi pas?
 

Monday, November 5, 2012

Visiting visitors

Add to Google Reader or HomepageWe have made a number of trips this summer. On the return trip from South Carolina and a visit to Margaret and Gary in Edisto Beach and Betty in Charleston, SC, I realized that our excursions have taken us to see people who have visited us in Vaison la Romaine.

We cherish the memories created by our visitors when they came to Vaison la Romaine and we now have new memories from being with them in the US. We were so well received I can only hope that our hospitality measured up to that which they bestowed on us.

Visiting different towns and regions highlights the differences we experience in the US. It is striking how similar shopping can be as chain stores and franchises seem to be the same whether in Chicago or Charleston.

Dining could fit in to the same pattern but we avoid franchise restaurants. Most of the time, we have been very pleased with the food and service of a local restaurant/diner. There were a few-less-than-wonderful spots but they became memorable in their own right. We had a wonderful lunch with Betty at a restaurant overlooking Shem Creek and Charleston Bay and a great “small plate” meal at Nia’s in Chicago with Jim, Taffy, Alex, MB and French neighbor Jane. – and don’t miss pizza buffet night at Pizza Pronto in Naubinway (in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula) with Dusty and Tim. Mark and Dan took us to a new restaurant in Traverse City called Apache Trout Grill and we had a nice dinner at the Waterfront after taking a sunset boat tour of the Edisto River backwaters with Margaret, Gary, Dorene, Jackie and Norm.

Wonderful restaurants! Excellent company!

Groceries are more regional than retail stores. I don’t think we have a Piggly Wiggly in the Midwest, so when we were shopping at one in SC, we were amused when a special sale item was announced in aisle 3(?) followed by: “There’s something big at the Pig!” In fact, I am right now wearing my T-shirt from the Piggly Wiggly that Betty gave me. (The logo on the front of the shirt is a smiling pig wearing a butcher’s cap. The back says: “I dig the Pig!) I doubt that the local Kroger store could match that.

BTW, while in South Carolina, we got to see an alligator at a pond on a golf course (and signs warning residents and visitors: “Please do not feed or disturb the alligators.”) – I was amazed at how calmly people seemed to accept the presence of these creatures and thankful that I didn’t have a small dog to walk as it/I could have become a meal. 



BTW2, At the end of the sunset tour of Edisto Island, dolphins began swimming beside our boat as we returned to the dock – almost as if a film director had shouted: “Cue dolphins”. 

Cool!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Add to Google Reader or HomepageIt appears that I had the same idea as our Sablet neighbor who writes "Our House in Provence" at www.sablethouse.blogspot.comMichel's latest post is a New York Times/International Herald Tribune article by Eric Pfanner. I was going to do the same but he beat me to the punch (wine punch?) As did Michel, I must thank my friend and neighbor Jane for notifying me of the article.

You can read the entire article at Michel's blog or by looking up the article in the NYT (publish date: July 8, 2012. IHT publish date: July 6, 2012) or read on...

PS: I high-lighted two of the wines cited in the article because I had written about them in April.

WINE

Rising Stars of French Winemaking



By , International Herald Tribune and New York Times

Published: July 6, 2012


CAIRANNE, FRANCEAcross many parts of wine-producing France, a lively debate is under way between partisans of two great vintages, 2009 and 2010. Some prefer the ripe, plump, charming 2009s, others the structured, sterner, more “classic” 2010s.

But in one area, the southern part of the Rhône Valley, there is no argument. Even though there’s nothing wrong with 2009, 2010 is clearly better, maybe even one of the best vintages ever for the great red wines of the region.
That’s saying something, because the southern Rhône has been on a roll. Over the past decade, only two vintages, 2002 and 2008, were disappointing, and most of the rest were at least very good. One, 2007, was praised to the heavens.
Now, many growers say their 2010s, only recently bottled, are superior to the 2007s. After recent visits to the southern Rhône, taking in the most famous winemaking town in the region, Châteauneuf-du-Pape, and two lesser-known villages, Rasteau and Cairanne, I wouldn’t necessarily disagree.
I’ll look at Châteauneuf-du-Pape, whose vineyards lie just alongside the river, between the cities of Avignon and Orange, in a future column. First, it’s worth making a side trip to Cairanne and Rasteau, which are nestled in the scrub-covered hills below Mont Ventoux and the serrated peaks of the Dentelles de Montmirail, a few kilometers northeast of Châteauneuf-du-Pape.
Why Cairanne and Rasteau? These are two of the new stars of the southern Rhône, the climatically distinct, Mediterranean portion of a river that is lined with vineyards much of the way back to its source in a much cooler place, the Rhône Glacier in the Swiss Alps.
For a long time, the southern part of the valley was known mainly for Châteauneuf-du-Pape and for bargeloads of rustic Côtes-du-Rhône from the sprawling vineyards all around it. Eventually, the French winemaking authorities elevated other individual villages to “cru” status, starting in 1971 with Gigondas. This meant they, like Châteauneuf-du-Pape, could display their own names on the label, unaccompanied by the humbler regional designation.
The most recent to be promoted was Rasteau, in 2010. (Rasteau was previously a standalone cru for a small amount of fortified wine, but the new designation covers the village’s main output — dry red table wine.)
Cairanne, a few kilometers to the west, has applied for promotion and, if all goes well, could receive it within a few years. (For now, it is a so-called Côtes-du-Rhône Villages, an in-between designation.)
Now that we’ve dispensed with the bureaucratic formalities, let’s get down to what really matters: the hedonistic appeal, and the great value, of these wines. The reds of Cairanne and Rasteau, while subtly different, are archetypal southern Rhône wines — fruity, heady and powerful. They are infused with the region’s signature herbal, spicy notes, redolent of the fragrant garrigue, or underbrush, that covers the parched, Provençal hills anywhere where no vineyards or vacation homes have been planted.
These wines are at their best in vintages like 2010, when the jammy fruit and substantial doses of alcohol — 15 percent or more is not unusual — are balanced by fresh acidity and complemented by ripe, refined tannins. Unlike the 2009s from the southern Rhône, which sometimes seem a bit too big, a bit too dry, the 2010s are all about elegance. Yet there are none of the negative connotations — thinness, a lack of ripeness — that “elegance” sometimes implies.
2010 was helped, paradoxically, by a malady called coulure, in which the grapes fail to develop properly after flowering in the spring. As a result, the harvest was tiny — down by one-third or more for many southern Rhône growers.
“We didn’t count the bunches, we counted the grapes,” said Romain Duvernay, a producer and merchant in the region.
The remaining grapes ripened beautifully, helped by hot days — but not too hot — and cool nights, which preserved freshness. The 2010s are exceptionally polished, banishing any notion that Rhône wines are rustic or simple. The only flaw is the lack of quantity.

“It’s a vintage that will make wine drinkers very happy, vignerons less so,” said Robert Charavin of Domaine des Côteaux des Travers in Rasteau.
That is because producers in the southern Rhône, unlike some of their counterparts in regions like Bordeaux or Burgundy, are not able to raise prices much to compensate for a small harvest, even when quality is exceptional. This is an area that makes a lot of wine, and while exports and sales are robust, there has been no speculative hoarding. There are plenty of good wines from Rasteau and Cairanne at less than €10, and only a few bottles cost more than €20.
Which to choose, Cairanne or Rasteau? The vignerons typically describe Rasteau as more powerful, or “masculine,” and Cairanne as more elegant, or “feminine.” (When growers say they favor a traditional approach, they aren’t referring only to their winemaking techniques.)
The differences stem largely from the terroir. The Rasteau vineyards stretch across several south-facing canyons with various kinds of clayey soils, whose vineyards bake in the Mediterranean sun. In Cairanne, the expositions and the soils are more varied, with some sandy plots alongside the clay.
But, as is often the case with neighboring — and sometime rival — wine villages in France, it strikes me that the vignerons may overstate these differences. Both villages feature largely the same grape varieties, with grenache playing the key role in the red wines, complemented by syrah, mourvèdre, carignan and other varieties.
Rasteau is the quintessential grenache village, with large stocks of ancient, gnarly vines bearing this variety, which provides the brambly garrigue flavors. Many of these vines were once used for vin doux naturel, a kind of fortified wine, but now give the red wine of Rasteau its alcoholic kick.
In separate tastings of roughly three dozen wines from each village, I found the wines of Rasteau to be more consistent in quality than those of Cairanne. Yet Rasteau showed a greater variety of winemaking styles, from traditional and slightly austere to fruit-driven and forward to modern and richly oaky.
Compared with other Old World winemaking regions, this is still something of a frontier area.
“When my grandfather bought this property in 1953, nobody wanted to make wine here,” said Gilles Ferran of Domaine des Escaravailles, which is perched atop a hill, near the highest point in the Rasteau apellation. At 320 meters’ altitude, or about 1,000 feet, the land was considered too rustic.
Now Mr. Ferran makes some of the most polished red wine in the appellation, with a striking purity of fruit and great freshness. The wines have found favor around the world, and more than 70 percent are exported.
Other Rasteau producers, like La Soumade, Côteaux des Travers, Bressy Masson and Trapadis, have also built up a strong reputation. One estate, Gourt de Mautens, has attracted a cult following, with critical acclaim and prices that match the big names of Châteauneuf-du-Pape. (The 2010 red from Gourt de Mautens had not yet been bottled when I visited).
Cairanne is still working on raising its profile, and the wines are more heterogeneous in quality than those of Rasteau. But a handful of producers, led by l’Oratoire Saint Martin and Marcel Richaud, have received deserved international recognition. Some newcomers, like Domaine Roche, created in 2009, have quickly made an impression.
The 2010s from l’Oratoire Saint Martin are something special. The estate has a lot of mourvèdre in its vineyards; this gives its higher-end cuvées a savory aroma and a multilayered texture that reminds me of Cháteauneuf-du- Pape.
If Cairanne gets the same labeling rights as its neighbor, it is easy to imagine the wines catching up in quality with those of Rasteau and other nearby villages, like Vacqueyras and Gigondas. The application for cru status includes new steps to improve quality, like a ban on mechanical harvesting.
“Of course we’d rather be in the first division than first in the second division, but it’s not the end of the story,” said Fréderic Alary of Domaine de l’Oratoire Saint Martin.
In other words, 2010 might still be topped by future vintages. But that will take some doing.