A few nights ago, the IMA Tuscany participants went to Poggio Molina vineyard to have a sumptuous wine tasting and the rare privilege of an enormous meal cooked for us. Un-reproduceable, the meal included pesto pasta with pea-sized bits of potato, paper thin slices of wild boar, the most magnificent tomatoes (so rich and thick that the most fervent carnivores were passing up meat for a third helping) and other things that went by in a blur of sweet, sour, piquant, verdant, and decadent. The most amazing thing? Poggio Molina produces 90% of everything we ate, from the vegetables, to the meat, to the semolina used in the pasta. What is now so "green chic" in Los Angeles and other culinary centers is the old way in the rolling hills of Tuscany.
Can you believe these grapes?
Roz, the great and powerful.
The tasting begins.
No more pictures after that, because we were all so busy eating and talking that pictures seemed silly.
Recommended wines, all from Poggio Molina:
I Vecciali Toscana: a nearly efferscent Chianti.
2005 Le Caldie: a rich, jammy Merlot (if you'd believe it!) with all of the Robert Parker fruit-forward that you can handle.
2005/2006 Vinobono: spicy and flirtatious Sangiovese. A table wine that food needs more than it needs food.
2005 Lo Scopaio: more elegant and dignified than you'd expect for a table wine. Non varietal, has lots of cherry and maybe some vanilla too.
In Rome now, just for one more day. I will miss this place, but California has the siren call of convenience and a global wine marketplace. Still, I have not slept so well in years, and I have to think that it is that same cacophonous siren call that may be responsible for the listlessness of my slumber.