Very thin/linear. Drank more like a young Barbaresco than a Barolo. Can't see this wine making it to 2040, as their metrics indicate. I'd say drink at some point over the next year, at latest.
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The day started unlike any other in a long time. I had been taking a break from wine, as an upper respiratory infection knocked out my desire for the juice. The break served me well, as I had a decent detox that left my organs feeling mushy, something not normal, but it also could have been due to the mucosy infection where each morning I coughed up green lung oysters. I felt that I should have sooner droped the red, but events dictated otherwise with gatherings and Silicon Valley Open Studios. At five thirty I awoke knowing that I needed more sleep. I attempted to fall back, but not until I drank some fizzy magnesium did my mind relax enough. Inflammation of the nervous system they say: A condition I must have had during my entire life as I remember having insomnia as early as 7th grade. I remember going weeks without adequate sleep, until one day I crashed at 5 PM, something I never did. I pushed the night later and later to get the most out of my waking hours, reading, drawing, composing or whatever my creative mind desired. Herbs, yes herbs, my nose revealed all kinds of dry hill herbs, wild herbs, and there, baking spices with hints of bay leaf. In my mouth it held dusty raspberry and cherry with drying herbs. These herbs caked my mouth leaving with a tarry substance that lingered, but with each snap of my tongue off my palate displayed new morphings such as drying hibiscus. Marjoram hid in there, so did fungus, but the spices, oh the spices sent my senses into orgasmic enjoyment. For me in my barbarian state, I lacked sophistication to adequately describe this density. It felt as if I had traveled far, trillions of light years if one could translate from what dimension across the 4D plane of distance, but in reality, a snapshot away of consciousness, just to visit this complexity. It felt as if it were my very destiny to taste this. Many things felt that way, but here it stood before me the 2010 Cantalupo, Ghemme. Often, I say that destiny is history, and now it is truly destiny as half the bottle remains. A few of the scents connect me to a fire where I sit with flagons of something similar from the highlands of Macedonia. I am gazing at the sky feeling the heat of the flames on my knees, chest and neck. There, Orion shone on me and loneliness didn’t affect me as deeply. All my toil of the season represented here in my mouth. I turned my eyes to the valley, to the vines and buildings below: This year presented excellence. My juice, enroute to Constantinople shall bring more negociants to my door. This surely represented the best they shall taste for years to come. The smoke stung my nose. I shook my head. Where did this vision begin? I looked into the vessel in my hand. The starlight reflected back to my eye and now I found myself in an entirely difference environment.
“Cantalupo, 2010, Nebbiolo, such purity of which I shall cherish in my consciousness for eternity.” And the event indeed presented to the annals of the Akashic Record such that lines across the galaxies formed to partake. Bandwidth of spirit challenged the fabric of the quantum vacuum, yet this moment, immortalized became shared more than the crucifixion of Jesus. Why? That is the profound question to contemplate. A sliver of human memories shared over and over again from the few thousand years of a timeframe of Earth where “humans” created miracles. “I don’t really think that they were miracles.” Declared the Skeptic. Akashka replied, “Then you are very much blind. Why do I even engage with you?” “It’s a sort of masochistic tendency of the uber-intelligence.” Replied the Skeptic. Akashka rolled his eyes. “Looks that way.” “Destiny.” Stated the Skeptic. “Terms. Definitions.” Retorted Akashka. “The short period of Earthly creation is so rare, so incredible, that it must be a miracle. It’s the result of the universe, the choice of the infinities. Of course, you do not see that, but I must declare it. Deny it as you will, but it is there an eternal testament of what the infinities can produce. And the record has preserved it for all to witness.” A look of ecstasy came over Akashka’s face as he tasted of Cantalupo 2010 again. His taste mechanisms: Nielsen’s. His experience: Nielsen’s.
Derek K. Nielsen Wine Trip 27 May 2023
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For all you Burgundy lovers of aged excellent Pinot Noir, this wine might just convince you to cross over to cool climate, high elevation Nebbiolo, as it's very similar to the excellent Cote de Baune and Cote de Nuits cuvees.
It's very hard to find, but for $45 worth the price.
It's light and elegant, with power and grip with sparkle of stars that last for a long finish, delivering dusty tars, cola, cherries, touches of rusticity of funk for a complex mouthful.
If heaven had multiple tiers, this would be reaching to the highest, yet having a few grounding strings to hold it back.
There are many reasons why I really love this wine, but the main is that it's so light, yet packs a punch of powerful starry grip. I say starry because there are millions of tiny explosions all over my palate that feel like a mini galaxy of stars in my mouth. Those bang for almost a full minute, then diminish into smoke of tars and light remnants. It's truly a mini-bang in my mouth. The best of the Burgundy do the same, such as most Clos Vougeot that I've tasted. That effect builds and builds so gloriously that this might be my favorite of the year, so far.
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Quite dark notes, rose petals, dark cherries, and cloves on the nose. Good acidity with medium tannins and more dark berries on the palate. Good finish.
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12/1/2023 - putter520 wrote: 91 Points
Very thin/linear. Drank more like a young Barbaresco than a Barolo. Can't see this wine making it to 2040, as their metrics indicate. I'd say drink at some point over the next year, at latest.
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5/27/2023 - Fractalage Likes this wine:
The day started unlike any other in a long time. I had been taking a break from wine, as an upper respiratory infection knocked out my desire for the juice. The break served me well, as I had a decent detox that left my organs feeling mushy, something not normal, but it also could have been due to the mucosy infection where each morning I coughed up green lung oysters. I felt that I should have sooner droped the red, but events dictated otherwise with gatherings and Silicon Valley Open Studios.
At five thirty I awoke knowing that I needed more sleep. I attempted to fall back, but not until I drank some fizzy magnesium did my mind relax enough. Inflammation of the nervous system they say: A condition I must have had during my entire life as I remember having insomnia as early as 7th grade. I remember going weeks without adequate sleep, until one day I crashed at 5 PM, something I never did. I pushed the night later and later to get the most out of my waking hours, reading, drawing, composing or whatever my creative mind desired.
Herbs, yes herbs, my nose revealed all kinds of dry hill herbs, wild herbs, and there, baking spices with hints of bay leaf. In my mouth it held dusty raspberry and cherry with drying herbs. These herbs caked my mouth leaving with a tarry substance that lingered, but with each snap of my tongue off my palate displayed new morphings such as drying hibiscus. Marjoram hid in there, so did fungus, but the spices, oh the spices sent my senses into orgasmic enjoyment. For me in my barbarian state, I lacked sophistication to adequately describe this density. It felt as if I had traveled far, trillions of light years if one could translate from what dimension across the 4D plane of distance, but in reality, a snapshot away of consciousness, just to visit this complexity. It felt as if it were my very destiny to taste this. Many things felt that way, but here it stood before me the 2010 Cantalupo, Ghemme. Often, I say that destiny is history, and now it is truly destiny as half the bottle remains. A few of the scents connect me to a fire where I sit with flagons of something similar from the highlands of Macedonia. I am gazing at the sky feeling the heat of the flames on my knees, chest and neck. There, Orion shone on me and loneliness didn’t affect me as deeply. All my toil of the season represented here in my mouth. I turned my eyes to the valley, to the vines and buildings below: This year presented excellence. My juice, enroute to Constantinople shall bring more negociants to my door. This surely represented the best they shall taste for years to come.
The smoke stung my nose. I shook my head. Where did this vision begin? I looked into the vessel in my hand. The starlight reflected back to my eye and now I found myself in an entirely difference environment.
“Cantalupo, 2010, Nebbiolo, such purity of which I shall cherish in my consciousness for eternity.” And the event indeed presented to the annals of the Akashic Record such that lines across the galaxies formed to partake. Bandwidth of spirit challenged the fabric of the quantum vacuum, yet this moment, immortalized became shared more than the crucifixion of Jesus. Why? That is the profound question to contemplate. A sliver of human memories shared over and over again from the few thousand years of a timeframe of Earth where “humans” created miracles.
“I don’t really think that they were miracles.” Declared the Skeptic.
Akashka replied, “Then you are very much blind. Why do I even engage with you?”
“It’s a sort of masochistic tendency of the uber-intelligence.” Replied the Skeptic.
Akashka rolled his eyes. “Looks that way.”
“Destiny.” Stated the Skeptic.
“Terms. Definitions.” Retorted Akashka. “The short period of Earthly creation is so rare, so incredible, that it must be a miracle. It’s the result of the universe, the choice of the infinities. Of course, you do not see that, but I must declare it. Deny it as you will, but it is there an eternal testament of what the infinities can produce. And the record has preserved it for all to witness.” A look of ecstasy came over Akashka’s face as he tasted of Cantalupo 2010 again. His taste mechanisms: Nielsen’s. His experience: Nielsen’s.
Derek K. Nielsen
Wine Trip
27 May 2023
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8/8/2022 - Fractalage Likes this wine:
For all you Burgundy lovers of aged excellent Pinot Noir, this wine might just convince you to cross over to cool climate, high elevation Nebbiolo, as it's very similar to the excellent Cote de Baune and Cote de Nuits cuvees.
It's very hard to find, but for $45 worth the price.
It's light and elegant, with power and grip with sparkle of stars that last for a long finish, delivering dusty tars, cola, cherries, touches of rusticity of funk for a complex mouthful.
If heaven had multiple tiers, this would be reaching to the highest, yet having a few grounding strings to hold it back.
There are many reasons why I really love this wine, but the main is that it's so light, yet packs a punch of powerful starry grip. I say starry because there are millions of tiny explosions all over my palate that feel like a mini galaxy of stars in my mouth. Those bang for almost a full minute, then diminish into smoke of tars and light remnants. It's truly a mini-bang in my mouth. The best of the Burgundy do the same, such as most Clos Vougeot that I've tasted.
That effect builds and builds so gloriously that this might be my favorite of the year, so far.
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6/7/2019 - glou.sf Likes this wine: 91 Points
Quite dark notes, rose petals, dark cherries, and cloves on the nose. Good acidity with medium tannins and more dark berries on the palate. Good finish.
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3/22/2019 - majorburner Likes this wine: 91 Points
Viel zu jung mal wieder
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