Falling in love with a wine is a lot like falling in love with a person. As a grown lady and someone that’s been in the wine game for a minute, I’ve come to realize neither of those things happen with great frequency. You have to kiss/drink a lot of frogs before you find your prince.
Being able to share a wine you love with a person you love – well that’s a little bit of magic right there, isn’t it? While up in Los Olivos recently I was able to do just that. I brought back a bottle of Tom Shobbrook 2013 Syrah from my Australia trip that was so kindly given to me. I was waiting a few months, four to be exact, to crack it open.
My visit with Tom in February was really wonderful. He’s such an intelligent and curious guy sort of breaking the rules of what some people might think Barossa Valley wine should be. He’s making a sherry style wine, skin contact sauv blanc (the Didi Giallo – one of my favorite wines of the trip), and working with other Rhone varieties beyond syrah. After living in Italy and loving Italian wines, he came back to Australia and started playing around with things like nebbiolo and sangiovese too. The man cannot be stopped. And that’s a good thing because he makes damn fine wine.
His syrah was so fresh, drinkable, silky, juicy, aromatic…the opposite of what you think a Barossa Shiraz would be. It’s still unmistakably syrah, which is nice to see as some natural wines tend to lose their varietal identity a bit. Needless to say, I didn’t want this bottle to empty, but as it happens with all delicious wines, it did.