We
do not normally recommend avoiding a specific
label, but the St. Emilion from B & G stable
has been consistently so poor over the years,
that I find no hesitation in advising avoiding
this label, from one of my most favourite French
regions.
I was at a friend's house yesterday
for a party enjoying a deliciously chilled white
wine with excellent and succulent snacks. I
decided to switch to red towards the later part
of the evening. I just could not finish the
first sip. At best, the wine was in a state
of purgatory and at worst it was off, because
of poor storage.
This was not the first or
the fifth time either. But I do hope it was
the last time I would have to go through this
wine label. I believe life is too short to suffer
such liquids.
It brought bitter memories
of a few years ago when I had gone to a wedding
reception where Johnny was dressed in Greed
and Yellow, Black and Blue. When I asked an
early arrival what class my favourite beverage
was in, I was told with a smile,' They are serving
St. Emilion, you know!'
St. Emilion is a much revered
'brand' this side of the Mediterranean. Perhaps
because it's a Merlot-heavy wine or maybe because
of the reputation of Premier Grand cru Classé
Cheval Blanc (I doubt that, though!), St Emilion
has been considered divine for years in India.
It is really a saint-ly wine
more popular than a Pauillac, Graves or possibly
Margaux housing the five First Growths of Bordeaux.
(though a few kms away from these prime regions
in the left bank of Bordeaux, this right bank
village was not considered for inclusion in
the 1855 Classification)
I must admit I started salivating
like I would for a Grand Cru Chablis. First
sip and disappointment came over me. Before
I could decide whether my palate was on leave
that night, a friend came to me,' please taste
this wine. It tastes 'funny'. But St. Emilion
cannot taste this bad!' Pretty soon, I was surrounded
by like palated people who switched off and
switched to alternatives and I was left to face
cans of diet coke.
The host must have saved a
lot that evening- at least on wine! And what
helped him - save some money was - St. Emilion
from the B & G stable- pun intended.
In all fairness, the problem
may not have been in both the bottles when they
left the Gaullic shores, even though they might
have been at the bottom of the quality barrel.
Sold through the bootlegger channel, it is hardly
ever stored properly. Being twice as expensive
as the regular B & G, the velocity of the
case movement might be slow too.
But the same experience has
always awaited me. Therefore, vintage notwithstanding,
I have stopped reading anymore the label indicating
the vintage.
Fortunately, I did not have
to drink cans of diet coke last night. The properly
chilled (around 10-12 °) Macon Village from
Albert Bichot (Maconnaise Chardonnay from Southern
and less expensive region of Burgundy) kept
me cool. I even enjoyed it with the Biryani-heavy
Indian cuisine
And I kept on thinking about
what a friend had told me years ago about the
banquet and party favourite, B & G- Bootlegged
and Ghatia.
Rating 
Subhash Arora
(With apologies to the producers who may believe
they are Big & Great)
March 6, 2008
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