Next course was a hot pear soup, or at least that’s what I think we were having; as always I am more focused on the wine and this time it was something more recent, a Tawse 2007 Pinot Noir, Niagara Peninsula, from Ontario. Sour cherry, cranberry with a slight spice and good mouth cleansing acidity. Both the soup and the wine were delicious.
I had brought along a bottle of Southbrook 2001 Triomphe Cabernet Sauvignon, which I told my host to do what he wished with. He decided to forego one of his chosen bottles for serving the Southbrook with the main course. He decanted it for about an hour and a half before giving me the honour of pouring it. The nose had that telltale green pepper note but there was also dark raspberry, spiced cedar and I found the tannins to still be quite robust … very nice. But this was not the oldest wine poured. Not to be outdone my host (the one in charge of the wine anyway) had one more surprise up his sleeve.
Out came a bottle of brownish liquid, my host said it was the last of a case he bought in 1961. The wine was a G. Cros 1959 Clos Fontindoule Monbazillac … the wine had a rather sherried nose but there was still a little life left in the glass and you could get it if you aerated the wine in your mouth. Peach sherry came to mind. This wine was a mere shadow of its former self, but the experience was well worth it and the wine was still quite drinkable … it paired well with the lemon pie giving the lemon flavour something to play off of and made it pop in the mouth.