Cabernet Sauvignon is not a typical summer wine, I’ll attest to that. But then again, this 2005 Reserve from the Maipo Valley of Chile is not a typical Cab Sauv either.
I’m pretty sure this was a ‘mistake’ bottle that I grabbed; having recently purchased and loved a Santa Rita Reserva Carmenere, when spying the label in a wine store, I picked up a bottle only to get it home and realize it was a Cabernet, not a Carmenere. I believe this was last Fall, or possibly, in the early winter. It has languished in my cellar ever since.
During one spell of recent warm summer weather, I abandoned all my current delights of non-traditional whites or a perfect summer rose in favor of this lone bottle on the rack, this Cabernet that I never intended to buy. Sure, I could have waited until Fall, waited for a cool night, a perfect cut of tender Porterhouse, hot off the grill and steaming with black pepper and garlic as a terrific foil for a glass of this intense ruby red liquid, but those who know me know that I am never one to follow anything that ever smacks of tradition. By all means, if I want a red wine in July, I’m going to have one.
Upon opening this bottle, I was overcome with the musty earthy scent full of vegetal notes that came from the glass. The first sip was uninspired, and I was left wondering if my bottle was going to disappoint, but I persevered, swirled and swirled some more. Once the wine opened up, an amazing palette of flavors and scents began to come to my nose and mouth, and I found something new to love about it with each sip, truly the hallmark of a complex Cabernet. If it doesn’t hide it’s original personality, only to reveal it to you over time and with great reluctance, is it truly worthy of its name? A good Cabernet should be mysterious and complex. It just wouldn’t be the same if it blabbered all of its attributes to you in the first few minutes of your initial meeting.
Lush rich notes of ripe black fruits came to my tongue; I envisioned the ripest of plums, where they are so succulently sweet and dark that they seem surreal, mingled with hints of herb, and a balanced blend of spice and vanilla. The texture was rich and lush, definitely Cab in the mouth, with hints of leather and oak. Cabernet Sauvignon has always evoked images of lush leather libraries, elderly men with cigars and plenty of low intense conversation. It isn’t a wine varietal that jumps up and shouts ‘Look At ME!’ but rather one that stands to the sidelines, confident in itself, ready to show you its worth when you wish to look.
So a mistake in the aisle actually led to a potent and brilliant discovery in the bottle. Despite the paradox of warm summer and rich red wine, it worked on the tongue, and that’s the best indication of what comes from the bottle, don’t you think?






















