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Ann Boucher (formerly of Vanguard Distributors and proprietor of Serendipity Wine Shop, Columbus)
writes about Kinkead Ridge

Wine of the Year 2007

Naming a wine of the year is an annual ritual for me.  Over my many years in wholesale, near the end of each December, I would always highlight a wine I thought was exceptional.  Since the central idea behind Serendipity is to bring to the retail market, the experience, passion, and insider knowledge of a seasoned wholesale professional, I thought it appropriate that I continue this tradition, but direct it instead to the “real” wine drinking public rather than limit it to my former retail and restaurant customers.

In selecting my wine of the year, I should say I’m not necessarily interested a wine with the most prestigious pedigree, highest price, or best scores. Rather, I’m interested in recognizing and bringing to the attention of my customers, a wine that’s truly singular, across the board.  I have been fortunate to taste through a lot of excellent wine this past year, much of it while building my portfolio. Notable wines of 2007 would include Edmunds St. John Bassetti Vineyard Syrah 2003 ($41.99 a bottle).  What a fabulous bottle!  Steve is one of the few true believers left in California, and makes, to my mind, some of the best and most authentic new world wines on the market today.  Others include Alto Moncayo 2004 ($42.99 a bottle), Chappellet Signature Cabernet Sauvignon 2004 ($49.99 a bottle) and Echevin Côtes du Rhône Villages 2005 ($21.99 a bottle).  There were many other similarly impressive wines as well, but I’m not interested in praising the established great growths of the new and old world, as these wines get enough attention on their own.  What I’m looking for is a wine with verve and personality, a wine that grabs and holds your attention, and ideally does so without breaking the bank. Before getting on to the wine, please indulge a related anecdote, presented below, as it provides necessary context for my choice for Wine of the Year.

The other day, my husband came running through the house with a copy of The Wine Spectator in hand yelling, “Ann, did you see this?”  When he found me, he placed the open magazine in my lap and said, “Do you believe it?  Clos des Papes is Wine of the Year!”  I said, “I know.”  You see his excitement stems from the fact that we consider Clos des Papes Châteauneuf-du-Pape “our wine.”  This is because about fifteen years ago (long before the mainstream American press caught on); I was the proverbial sales rep crying in the wilderness to any customer willing to listen to my unqualified endorsement of the wine.  I had to really struggle to get a few placements on the wine, but after some hard convincing on my part, one retailer I had known for years took two bottles. Unfortunately, the bottles sat languishing on the shelf for weeks if not months.  Then one week I came in on my usual sales call, and they were gone.  “Sold’em,” I was told by the proprietor, guessing my question by the look on my face.  He hesitated a minute as he thought of bringing it back into stock, but then said “okay, I’ll take two more bottles.”  The next week I went in and low and behold those two bottles were also sold!  This went on for several weeks, much to my joyful astonishment.  Then one day, I was running very late, and didn’t make it to the shop for my sales call until 5:00 in the evening.  While I was there, a customer walked in, and one of the employees said to me, “Let me introduce you to the person who has been buying all of that Clos des Papes… Ann Busch meet Chuck Boucher.”  It was love at first wine.  So now on every anniversary, we crack a bottle Clos des Papes and toast Paul Avril (proprietor of Clos des Papes) for his part in bringing us together.  Of course, it has become much more expensive than it was back then, and this will only get worse now that the Wine Spectator has pointed it out to everybody. Sadly, the days of getting this wine for about $25 a bottle are long gone, but I am very happy to see the winery getting the recognition I knew it always deserved.

I offer this story to point-out the value of tasting independently, rather than following the critics.  This has and will always be my approach to wine.  I react to the wines, and evaluate them accordingly, regardless of what the critics may or may not say; and to be perfectly frank, it has at times put me well-ahead of the curve.  Chave Hermitage comes to mind.  Twenty years ago I was simply enthralled with the wine, but could hardly give it away.  I’m not kidding here; it was a “hard to move wine” back then.  Similarly, fifteen years ago, Clos des Papes and Alban Syrah, where real tough sells. At that time, John Alban was planning to grub up his Syrah vines in favor of Chardonnay.  Please understand, I’m making no claim that I had anything to do with the rise of Chave Hermitage and the like, but proudly, I was among the few in the mid-west trade who saw these producers for what they where… brilliant!  These wines are now iconic and considered luxury brands, commanding three digit price tags. Well, along similar lines, I think an argument can be made for my choice for the 2007 Wine of the Year.  Perhaps, fifteen years from now this wine just may be a darling of the both The Wine Advocate and The Wine Spectator, complete with the attendant hefty price tags and tightly allocated distribution. My choice for ‘07 wine of the year is the 2005 Kinkead Ridge Petit Verdot ($19.99 a bottle). My reasons for this choice and the long introduction are simple; the wine is very good and by industry standards is completely unknown.  Furthermore, consider that the vineyards are still young and owners, Ron Barrett and Nancy Bentley, have literally and figuratively only scratched the surface of their site.  Given the high quality I have observed thus far, I do predict big things from Ripley in the future.  Chave Hermitage big? Perhaps not, but I think Kinkead Ridge is producing exciting and novel wines, while at the same time quite literally giving birth to a new fine wine region.  For this alone they merit high praise and loyal patronage.

Kinkead Ridge Petit Verdot 2005 Tasting Notes (kinda)

Upon receiving my allocation of the 2005 Petit Verdot from Kinkead Ridge, I brought a bottle home to try with my husband.  That evening, I gave it to him blind, as I often do, so as to get his honest reaction. He swirled and took a good sniff.  Over the glass, he raised his oversized eyebrows and threw a hopeful glace my way. He then took a sip, chewed and slurped the wine for a moment.  “Very nice! Definitely French,” he announced, “but I can’t quite place it.”  I quickly retorted that it was Petit Verdot from Kinkead Ridge.   He quickly swallowed the remainder of his small sample and dashed for the bottle.  Truth be told, I drank my full glass in a few moments and followed right behind him, as I wanted another look, as the wine was quickly opening-up.   Although we have been strong advocates of this producer since our founding, we had yet to try any of their Petit Verdot. We refilled our glasses and almost drank the whole bottle in a half hour, toasting Ron and Nancy in our kitchen with each newly refreshed glass.  I was just dumb-struck at how absolutely charming the wine was, with its fragrant pepper and spice nose, beautiful palate, and a very good finish.

Instead of deploying my tired and well-worn wine adjectives, I will let the above micro-vignette serve as tasting notes.  However, I will point-out that quantities are EXTREMLY limited, as only 74 cases were made!  In fact, my allocation is sold out, thanks the an overhelming response I received from customers on my e-mail list.  If you would like to sign up to receive weekly e-mails from Serendipity, click here

If you are interested in reading what I have said about Kinkead Ridge, in the past, and learning what other wines are currently available, click here.
 

Kinkead Ridge
 

I knew it!” “I knew it could be done!” “I knew it, I knew it, I knew it…” My husband repeated this mantra over and over for the two and a half hour drive home to Columbus. He was obviously animated by and filled with no small degree of vindication. Not a smug “I told you so,” rather, something more along the lines of… “I’ve done my homework and knew it was possible.” You see, my husband has been tilting at the windmills of Ohio viticulture for years. He is that odd (or perhaps more generously stated, rare) individual, who has quietly championed the potential of selected Ohio terroirs*, while at the same time remaining firmly ensconced in the more traditional aspects of fine wine appreciation. You may ask what was the object of my husband’s excitement? It was the direct result of our visit to the five acre vineyard and winery, Kinkead Ridge, located in the small Ohio River village of Ripley. There, the husband and wife team of Ron Barrett and Nancy Bentley have done what most thought unlikely, if not impossible. That is, to grow premium, dare I say great, wine in the Ohio River valley. Please, allow me to reiterate this seemingly unambiguous statement—grow premium wine in the Ohio River valley! Not passable, “honest wine,” or strictly categorical wine, namely Ohio wine; but authentic, premium wine, meeting all of the performance benchmarks of the major leagues. Well, there is absolutely no doubt that it can and has been done at Kinkead Ridge.

Ron and Nancy’s road to viticulture was somewhat of a circuitous route, as both originally trained for and worked in high-tech fields: Nancy, in graphic design and technical support, and Ron as an electrical engineer. After years of hard charging, Ron was “burned-out,” and took leave of his profession to embark on a new one. Specifically, he went to work for Dick Erath, a very prominent wine grower in Oregon. After what amounted to an extended apprenticeship, he acquired his own vineyard in 1987 and focused his prodigious analytical talents to growing his own Pinot Noir, Chardonnay, and Riesling. In a short time, he met with great success, as Ron’s brilliant fruit formed the base of many premium Oregon wines.

After having mastered the very difficult art and science of growing first-rate wine grapes in Oregon’s unforgiving climate, both Ron and Nancy felt ready for other challenges. They sold their vineyard, named Chehalem Valley Vineyards, to Tony Soter, who renamed it Beacon Hill, and moved to the Ohio River valley. This was no accident. Ron was very deliberate in his decision to come to Ohio, and was meticulous in his site selection. He knew with the right site, the right grape varieties, and meticulous viticulture, he could grow and make great wine in Ohio. Specifically, he chose the limestone ridges surrounding the small Ohio River village of Ripley. Untouched during Ohio’s three glacial epochs, the area lay relatively undisturbed for millions of years. The region provided a perfect growing site for premium vinifera varieties, offering excellent drainage, soil, and exposure, with moderated winter temperatures, due to the Ohio River microclimate. He planted numerous cultivars, including Cabernet Sauvignon, Cabernet Franc, Petit Verdot, Syrah, Sauvignon Blanc, Roussanne, Viognier, Riesling and Chardonnay. With these and other experimental plantings, Ron and Nancy endeavored, as Ben Franklin often said, “… to make the experiment.” Well, I’m pleased to announce that the preliminary results of their “experiment” can only be characterized as an unqualified success. Furthermore, it is important to emphasize that, aside from meeting their exacting wine quality objectives—no easy feat!—Ron and Nancy, have managed to bring their wines to market at extremely attractive prices. Prior to their efforts, the best wine of Ohio (and there are a few really good ones) were, by and large, quite expensive. This combination of quality and competitive pricing, serve to underscore Ron and Nancy’s profound achievement at Kinkead Ridge.

Reflecting upon the trials, hazards and other sundry vicissitudes of her journey through the Land of Oz, Dorothy came to realize “there is no place like home.” Indeed, the grass is not always greener of the other side of the fence. This timeless truth, relevant through the full arc of human concerns, is now applicable to wine drinkers in Ohio. Rather than scour the market for cult, allocated or otherwise coveted wines, the Ohio enophile need look no further than their own backyard for authentic and singular wines, with broad appeal and most importantly gout du terroir. Now, I’m not advocating the wines of Kinkead Ridge, to the exclusion of all others from the established vineyards of the old and new world. Rather, it is abundantly clear that there is now very good wine grown and made in Ohio, acclaimed by consumers and critics alike, and that these wines now deserve a place in the pantheon of fine wine. At this point, it is difficult to tell if the unqualified success of Kinkead Ridge will stand as a Monopole**, or serve as a harbinger of great things to come over the next decade, as other ambitious and serious vintners dig deep and explore the various terroirs of Ohio. I’m inclined to believe the latter, for I’m confident we are now entering the Golden Age of Ohio Wine.

*Terroirs – My own pluralized form of a French term used to describe the total environment of a viticultural site.
**Monopole – The French term for a wholly-owned single vineyard.

The Wines

Kinkead Ridge Revelation White Blend 2006  $12.99

Kinkead Ridge Cabernet Franc 2005  $17.99

Kinkead Ridge Cabernet Sauvignon 2005  $17.99

Kinkead Ridge Syrah 2005  $19.99



What Kinkead Ridge is not and other observations

Like lemmings over the cliff, so many new world wine makers are rushing en masse towards the over-ripe, international style.  In so doing, they seem to happily erase any trace of goût de terre from their wines, and as a result there are, in my opinion, fewer authentic bottles—recognizable wines of place—on the market today.  The earth does not speak through these wines, and for all practical purposes they may as well have been grown in vermiculite under a grow light in someone’s basement.  Is it Syrah, Cabernet or maybe Pinot Noir?  Truth is these are not uncommon questions when tasting a new wine these days.  Sadly, this is done not to make better wine for the table, but instead to get the attention of the wine critics.  Armed with off-the-shelf “recipes” and an array powders, concentrates, and other non-grape ingredients, a legion of wine makers now churn-out, with uncanny precision, a sea of high alcohol, over-ripe, expensive, fruit bombs, with about as much pluck, charm and personality as your average reality TV program.  Grape variety, vineyard, region or even country of origin, are in many instances irrelevant now, as many wines seem to converge on a similar end-point. 

Please don’t misinterpret me.  If these are the kind of wines you enjoy, I say great.  I truly believe in following your own tastes and you should drink what you find pleasurable.  I sell my fair share of wines made in the international style, and its now an accepted and legitimate category.  My point here is not to emphasize superfluous connoisseurship, or tell you what you should or should not be drinking; rather, my real purpose is a call for a little truth in advertising on the part of the producer.  So many of these $30, $50, $100 wonders are more akin to wine coolers or some other factory beverage, given the level of manipulation needed to get such industrial uniformity.  What gets me worked-up is that the folks making these wines would have us believe they are offering a rare gift of the vine, a special product of the vintner’s art, and other such fanciful nonsense, when in fact they have done everything possible to erase the innate virtues of their vineyards, and filled-in the gaps with adulterants.  But again, I say fine, if that’s is what you are going for, then be honest and let us all in game, so we as consumers and merchants can make informed choices.  Moreover, I would also like to see some of the powerful wine critics openly discuss this issue.  It seemed to do the trick with excess filtration and high yields, why not shine a light on excessive manipulation. 

Aside from serving as an outlet for years of pent-up anxiety surrounding this issue, my little rant presented above also serves to articulate in unambiguous terms what Kinkead Ridge is NOT!  By this I mean Ron and Nancy are giving the world the first true glimpse of what a portion of the Ohio Valley actually tastes like…  obviously in wine terms.  Think about it. We all know what Bordeaux, Burgundy, or the upper Rhone valleys taste like, right?  These are geographical expressions, not grape varieties.  With fine wine we intuitively think and taste in terms of geography and geology: Napa Valley’s Rutherford Bench, the gravel mounds of Graves, the red clays of Coonawarra, and the famous calcaire asteriere (limestone with fossil starfish) St. Emilion, just to name a few.  Well, the same is true now, I think, for a portion of the Ohio River valley thanks to Kinkead Ridge.   Of course the objective quality of the wine has to be high before we can start ringing our hands about authenticity, as a clear view of terroir can be equally obstructed by ham-handed, egocentric wine making (see above), as incompetence in the vineyard or the winery—assuming of course your terroir is worth expressing.  Rest assured, the quality at Kinkead Ridge is very high, and I would argue represents the best in Ohio and possibly the eastern US.  I would also add that yes indeed their terroir is worth expressing!  A good sniff and a quick taste will prove that to anyone.  The important thing to me is that these are not wines of ego, rather they are clearly wines of place.  Ron and Nancy have worked hard to clearly express the virtues of their vineyard, and have given the wine drinking public something rare indeed…  an entirely new wine region, with its own unique combination of flavors and aromas.  To me this is exactly what fine wine is all about.