This summer I decided to re-visit the Finger Lakes region of New York – I had done it a few times before, most recently 3 years ago, but this time I was coming at it from a different vantage point: that of a writer. I was prepared to leave my prejudice (New York wineries serve only sweet wines and because of Americans love for sticky wines -as I had found my last few times thru) behind; and instead embrace the wine industry and base my finding on service, knowledge and of course, the wines served to me. I packed up the car – loaded a few bottles of my Ontario favourites for nighttime sipping (just in case) and off I went. I had two set stops on my agenda the New York Wine and Culinary Center on Canandaigua Lake (see Newsletter 63 – August 16, 2007) and the Fingers Lakes Wine Festival in Watkins Glen (separate On the Road article); other than that I was going to let the wind and recommendations of others take me where they wished.
Day 1 – Friday, July 20 … After my stop at the Wine and Culinary Center I proceeded, with map in hand, to hit up some of the recommended wineries my waiter and host had proposed. First stop, Lamoreaux Landing Wine Cellars, a beautiful winery overlooking Seneca Lake (editor’s note: most Finger Lakes wineries overlook a lake of which there are 3 major and a bunch of minor lakes). The region is becoming well known for its Rieslings, but they also dabble in other vinifera varieties and lots of native and hybrid varieties. The American palate still prefers sweet (as many winery employees will tell foreigners like myself looking for something a little more on th
Next up a trip down Seneca Lake to Wagner, where they make both beer and wine. They grab you at the door, speak fast, force the “wine or beer” a decision on everyone who enters, get your money, give you a ticket, point to door A (wine) or B (beer) – instruct you in quick English (I think it was English) and then it is up to you to fend for yourself. I had not even been in the door 30 seconds before all this happened to me – and I am sure other visitors’ felt the same way by the look of confusion on their faces. It was all very frantic and I felt herded like cattle. When I finally figured it all out I started in the beer room … the beer was tasty, especially the Belgian Cherry Wheat and the Honey Wheat, while the wines were underwhelming, lots of sweet whites and smooth drink now reds; the best of the lot was a Merlot for $15.99 with a good all round plum, vanilla and black cherry smell. The smell of the wine was a respite from the wine jockey who had some of the worst breath I have ever smelled and it wafted over the bar frequently – if I did not have big feet to keep me standing he would have knocked me over. New York 1 – Preconceived 1
Final stop on the
Day 2 – Saturday, July 21 … After a few hours spent pushing through the crowd at the wine festival I hopped back into the car, consulted a map and up the West Side of Seneca Lake I went. Stopping first at Lakewood, because it looked nice from the road. Inside it’s the tale of two wineries – the one serves the sweet crowd, the other respects the “serious” wino, you just have to prove to them which side of that fence you are on. Jack-of-all-trades and Entertainer Extraordinaire Tracy Gumtow pegged me for somebody serious right away. Playing to the crowd with the semi-dry Riesling, Delaware an
Tracy recommended a few places for “a serious wine drinker such as yourself” in those same hushed tones as he pulled out a map from under the counter. So on Tracy’s word the next stop was Miles Wine Cellars. Miles scores a point for New York because of there mix of “serious” (3) to people pleasing sweet (2) wines … and their reds have “balls” as they say, with good ageability and their Chardonnay was very good. Plus they have some older vintage stuff that has stood up quite well and a program where they make only “reserve” wines in the good years. New York 4 – Preconceived 1 Moving on to Fox Run Vineyard, whose claim to fame is a garlic festival – at least that’s what struck me when looking up at their events board. Most of the Fox Run tasting menu was on the sweet side and the rest of the stuff was over-priced: 2005 Cabernet Franc ($25), 2005 Cab Sauv ($19.99), 2006 Dry Riesling ($19.99); while some “limited release” wines started at $24.99-$45.00 with no explanation as to why and no one willing to say. But the sweet stuff flowed like water and was pushed on everybody who entered. New York 4 – Preconceived 2
Final stop of day 2, Ventosa Vineyards, now in their second year. They get points for innovation (they grow Sangiovese) and their pizza (my late lunch for the day) which was one of the best I’ve had in a long time: a 5 cheese blend with fresh basil and parsley made with their own homemade sauce. Their balcony overlooking the lake and the view was stunning. Well worth the stop for the food alone. The Vino Rosso is quite nice too. New York 5 – Preconceived 2
Day 3 – Sunday, July 22 … The road home took me by Keuka Lake, so I decided to make a few stops along the way. Having tried one of the most amazing wines at the Festival the day before, I made my first stop the winery that served it to me: Keuka Overlook. Not much to look at, and not
“Serious” wine can also be found at Ravines Wine Cellars. Winemaker Morten Hallgren was born in Denmark trained in France and cut his teeth, on American soil, in Texas. A wine list of only 9 wines keeps this winery focused on quality, and only one sweetie on the menu (Keuka Village). “We don’t do well at the shows,” Morten told me, “because most of our wines are dry, but we do it for the exposure.” Ravines is one the few making Sauvignon Blanc, and he does it
After Ravines Heron Hill was a let down – lots of wines to choose from yet master of none. They perceive themselves as a Riesling specialist with 6 different ones on the tasting menu. Unfortunately, this is another cattle-herding winery; not as abrupt as Wagner, but similar in tasting room style. The view is spectacular and the building divine (actually looks like a monastery), but the serving staff had little to no flair (like Tracy), the wines didn’t speak for them (like Ravines) and a half finished, corked-tainted bottle of “our best selling red” just didn’t show any care or concern by the serving staff … after the second bottle proved to be corked, I walked. New York 7 – Preconceived 3
Many of the “serious” winemakers know they are fighting an uphill battle against the sweet palate of their countrymen; but there are enough “serious” winemakers in the Finger Lakes that will keep trying to make a difference that I’ll be heading back there soon to try some more. May I suggest you give it a go also – you might find some great little surprises along the way.
2 comments:
Grape Guy, Great Post! I'm going to link to your post on my blog:
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I have been there a couple of times, it's a wonderful place. I'd like to have another chance to be there some other day. Once I was in Finger Lakes, someone recommended viagra online in order to treat my erectile dysfunction, and it worked!
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