Oh the delights of a Floc Fizz with friends on a fine Summer evening. A simple and inexpensive drink that is a bubbly, fruity, quenching delight. Love it.
The Floc de Gascogne was left alone, served as an aperitif in a little glass at Church & State. I snapped this picture a few weeks ago of their Sunday supper menu. If the food wasn’t so good and the wine pairings not so spot on, We’d file it under “fail,” for (hopefully) obvious reasons. It makes me laugh, how poorly designed the menu is. And printed on copier paper, no less. And what’s with the way the wines are listed? Zind Humbrecht is a maker, not a region or even a wine. Am I a snob? Absolutely. Or, Maybe. Did I love the dinner and the wine, Oh yes, I did.
Things like this are all about context. Church & State is delightful. The menu design is dreadful. The French bistro and its menu don’t mesh.
A couple of weekends later We went to a swell French themed birthday party on the East-side (Our favorite side, the East-side). A rakish young man wore velvet culottes. The birthday girl had powdered Marie Antoinette hair. Macaroons, minted radish sandwiches, cheese, shimmering crystal glasses, gold-toned forks. It was all very c’est bon and trés chic.
There was even a French person present. Well he’s not really French, but grew up there, is fluent, and says “pfffft” a lot. I’ve known P for years and he is a dear friend. And a complete wine snob. That said, he always brings delicious wines to a party (and then kind of hoards the bottles, deciding who gets tiny pours in their glass). Naturally I gravitated towards him and had some divine sips of of a pale salmon-toned rosé.
Conversation turned to wine, of course. A new-found friend (or savvy party guest who figured out who had the good stuff) asked about Our involvement in wine. I mentioned Our tongue twister blog, Swirl Smell Slurp and how We—P interrupted me and said, “They’re wine populists.”
Yes, this is the best back-handed compliment We’ve ever received.
The rosé went too quick. And I got sick of the wine talk. (I like to drink it and share it with friends at a party, not spend too long pondering it…is this the definition of a wine populist?)
I left the group and made my way over to the liquor table. It was eclectic: a bottle of Scotch, a bottle of cheap gin, a few limes, Trader Joe’s Prosecco, and Barefoot sparkling Moscato.
I quickly made a quick, quasi French 75. It was delicious. I shared sips with my populist partner and a few curious lookers-on. And then I went back to the table and made several more. I do love to share a boozy, fizzy drink on a fine Summer evening.
Every state in the US produces wine. Why not taste them? We’re doing just that…welcome to the United Slurps of America. The next stop on Our tasting tour: South Dakota.
What’s in a number? We feel compelled immediately to apologize to our tasting partner, Rachel of the delightful food blog, Tramplingrose, and to the kind folks at Prairie Berry Winery. The 13th state in our Slurpin’ USA tasting trip took about 13 weeks to get published. We don’t consider ourselves superstitious people, but geez-la-weez, it’s been a doozy getting this post up. The summer months have been cruel for the blog (oh malware, how we despise you).
As soon as We conceived USA, She contacted Her blogging buddy Rachel in South Dakota: “You’ve got to be our Mount Rushmore State corespondent…” Rachel was game and jumped right in, doing the leg work for Us contacting SD wineries (yes, there are wineries…plural in the state). Frustration ensued: first by unresponsive wineries and then by bizzaro shipping laws…but then along came Prairie Berry. Here’s Rachel’s account:
I then contacted Prairie Berry, out in Hill City. Within 2 days, I received an email from the very nice Michele, as well an email from Karen, as well as 2 phone calls regarding their willingness to not only ship me 4 bottles of wine to try, but they would send the same to Sacha. South Dakota has goofy-assed laws about alcohol shipments, meaning while Prairie Berry had no trouble sending wine to California, they couldn’t ship it to me, an 8-hour drive across the same state. So they worked with the local liquor store, and had a box sent to me, care of Brookings Municipal Liquor Store.
In no time the wine arrived in Hollywood and Brookings. Rachel took the opportunity to do what she loves: cook a great meal, and have some friends over (an impulse We fully endorse).
After a long, lucky 13 delay, here are our collective notes, with a preface by Ms. Tramplingrose:
I know virtually NOTHING about the proper way of tasting wine, although I know a little. Hal [an invited guest] asked me if I was planning on having spit buckets placed around my living room, but I told him that even though the booze was free, we were NOT wasting it, so no spitting (and he didn’t end up coming over anyway, so it didn’t matter).
Frontenac Gris, Prairie Berry, 2008 (sample, $21)
She said: The color is a rather unattractive orangey beige like a 1960′s monochromatic living room. On the nose: petrol, pine needles, burnt oak–similar to some intense Rieslings. Syrupy in texture, with pleasant flavors of peaches, apricots, and honey initially on the palate, but the wine hollows out and finishes with chemical-like notes. Strange and out of balance. Lacks acid and finesse.
He said: Looks like a German beer. Peach, apricot and honey on the nose… and it looks like honey in the glass; a German beer with honey. Too woody in the finish. It’s way too light in the mouth, totally lacking acid. The 3rd sip tastes better than the first, but that uncomfortable aftertaste kills it for me.
Tramplingrose said: This, I liked. A lot. I don’t usually care for white wines, as I find a lot of them too sweet (but that could just be that I’ve never had a good white wine). It was rather rosy-gold colored, kind of like Black Hills Gold (and we all wondered if that was done on purpose, since that’s where Prairie Berry is located). Jay and Melissa both also agreed that the color was a little off-putting, and both thought it looked more like a cognac or brandy (my thought was scotch). This actually smelled like wine–Crisp, and clean. I thought the taste was fruity, but slightly acidic. I don’t remember much of an aftertaste.
“red ass rhubarb,” Rhubarb and Raspberry, Prairie Berry NV (sample, $19.50)
She said: In color it is a pretty, bright, translucent red, like Oceanspray Cranberry Juice Cocktail. Smells sweet and tart, like a Jolly Rancher or fruity Sno-Cone. Immediately thought it would be great on the rocks with a splash of vodka or sparkling wine. In the mouth there is no hint of alcohol and a very dry finish. Refreshing, quenching, and with its bright, cheery color, very festive.
He said: Weird nose… I guess this is what rhubarb smells like, I haven’t had it since I was a kid. Whoa, it’s good. Like real good. It tastes like the tri-colored sno-cone you get from an ice cream truck when it’s melted and all of the three colorflavors have mixed together, coconut and strawberry and a third mystery colorflavor. This would be a great mixer. This is strange and/but wonderful.
Tramplingrose said: This seems like more of a novelty wine than anything else…Kind of like the Klingon Blood Wine that’s permanently holding a spot on my wine rack because I refuse to open it. Or one of those wines that people who grow up in South Dakota then move away buy whenever they return home for a visit. According to the label, it’s 90% rhubarb & 10% raspberry. I should also qualify this by saying that I’m a weirdo who has never had rhubarb before in my life. No strawberry-rhubarb pie, no rhubarb cake, nada. So I might not have the best frame of reference here. After I first sniffed it, I commented that it smelled like a Bath & Body Works lotion–Very fruity and floral. My first sip was slightly medicinal and coconutty. After that, sadly, it was downhill. Jay thought it looked like Kool-Aid, and thought it tasted like an instant wine (if such a thing existed). Melissa did not like it at all, and the more I drank, the less I liked it. For a semi-sweet wine, it was more sour than anything. Out of the 3 wines we tasted that night, this was the least popular.
“Lawerence Elk,” Black Currant, Prairie Berry Winery NV (sample, $20)
She said: Deep cranberry juice in color. Smells like what it is: currants and with a hint of green bell peppers. Bursting with fruit in the mouth, and because We served it chilled immediately brought to mind black currant sorbet. Simple and sweet, but not cloying or syrupy. Very cassis-like with a touch of white pepper and a pleasant tartness in the finish. Tastes like the perfect kir. Later friends came over and We made a spritzer by pouring the wine over ice and adding splash of soda water. We all agreed it was a delicious and festive concoction.
He said: Smells like a sweet cabernet with, umm, a lot of black currant. Feels like cranberry juice in the mouth– juicy but dries your mouth. It’s really refreshing. Can We mix some vodka with this, a South Dakotan Cape Codder? No hint of alcohol even though it’s 12%. I want a bunch of this and the rhubarb for next summer.
Tramplingrose said: I should point out that I am a huge cornball, so the name of the wine and the label cracked me up. It’s a black currant wine, and fairly sweet. It looked, smelled and tasted basically like cranberry juice to myself, Melissa, and Jay (I forgot to get Jen’s thoughts on it, and Jessica wasn’t drinking because she’s expecting). I did think something about it smelled like the produce section of the grocery store–Very green; Jay described it as leafy-smelling. It went down easy, and was very berry-centric. Overall, we liked it.
13 down, 37 to go.
We said: Remember when We thought We would taste a state a week? Ha! Life has gotten busy for both of Us, but We are still committed to our initial goal of tasting wine from every state– it’s just going to take a little bit longer. But it’s worth it. We would never have tasted so many wines and would not have known that rhubarb wine even existed. Thanks to Tramplingrose for taking the reins on this one and making it happen. And thanks to Prairie Berry for the wine. We really enjoyed it. Cheers.
Tramplingrose said: Prairie Berry has been making wine in South Dakota since 1876. According to the pamphlet that came with the wine samples, the winery was started by Anna Voltja, a Moravian immigrant, who made wine from the “prairie berries” she found. They still focus on using native South Dakota ingredients. While I have yet to visit the Black Hills, the area looks beautiful, and when I make it out there, I am going to make a point of visiting the winery, just because the ladies with whom I spoke and emailed were so nice and helpful.
(All photographs from Prairie Berry Winery’s Facebook page…go “like” them.)
Previously on USA: Georgia, llinois, Iowa, Kentucky, Massachusetts, Michigan, New Mexico, North Carolina, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Texas, Washington