“Lagare volume dimensions are naturally dictated by the lowest testicles of the shortest man.”
Lagares, of course, are the long, low vats in which Port grapes were once (and sometimes still, though rarely) crushed by foot. The quote above is from the straight-shooting Miles Edlemann, the straight-shooting viticulturist for some of the Symington Family estates in Portugal’s Douro region. It was during a visit to one of those stunning Douro properties – Quinta da Cavadinha – that I met Miles and where he demonstrated one of the more… uhm… intimate aspects of Port wine production by climbing into one of the Warre’s wine company empty lagares and imitating an exaggerated, wide stomping stomping motion with his feet (pants still on, of course!).
You see, the dimensions of the workers stomping grapes were quite important, because the shortest of them had to be able to walk somewhat freely through the volume of grapes in order to crush them efficiently without certain anatomical aspects being compromised… or compromising the crush, as it were, and so… errr… you get the idea. Today, most Port grapes are crushed via large machines that emulate quite effectively the pressure of the human foot (though the machines lack testicles – or, at least, if they have them I didn’t see them and I’m not in any hurry to do so)…
In this case, it’s best to experience Edlmann’s rare combination of passion, humor, pride and frustration directly from the man himself, and so I’ve included a short (10 min.) video of Miles explaining the trials of Port wine viticulture and production (below, no testicles involved). Edlmann told me quite confidently that “if you can do viticulture in the Douro, you can pretty much do viticulture anywhere” and while statements like that may seem a bit boastful, after considering the challenges of soil (brittle schist), topology (at least three styles of steep terraces that making mechanization difficult or impossible), conditions imposed by some areas being a UNESCO World Heritage, and the red tape of the Portuguese government… well, the boasts don’t seem quite so boastful as they do proud but beleaguered.
The fruits of the difficult labors happen to be some fortified wines that are nearly as stunning as the difficult Douro terrain itself – an area so beautiful that words do it little justice, and so I’ve also included several photos (also below, testicles excluded of course) that ought to be worth a few thousand extra words at least.
As for my take on a few of the latest Quinta da Cavadinha-related releases (tasted at the Quinta)…
Warre’s Otima 10 Year Old Tawny Port (Porto): This wine has been shakin’ up the entry-level Port world lately & with good reason; it’s a total bargain. I wouldn’t have expected such a combination of oxidative nuttiness and dried fruit to be so drinkable and approachable (but there it is!). $20 B
01 Warre’s LBV Port (Porto): Finishes tough but comes on fresh, dark & beautiful when it wants to. It’s a nice middle-ground for those who are looking for Vintage Port quality at non-VP prices, and especially for those looking for a good balance between Port’s feminine (spicy, fruity) and masculine (gripping tannins) sides. $25 B+
01 Quinta da Cavadinha Vintage Port (Porto): Like a dark, spiced, dried-fruit dessert, only about one billion times more complex. I may indeed have the price all wrong on this as it’s not yet hit the market, but if it’s not far off the mark then this will be another bargain. It’s extremely focused and the long finish carries a kitchen-cupboard-load of spices with it. $35 A-
Cheers!
great use of testicles. That's very funny (yet so important, as "ass-juice" is a descriptor I can do without in any wines). We (and especially the wife) love Port. I almost got her that bottle of Warre's Otima as a stocking stuffer, but I chickened out and went with something more traditional. I did not see the 1WineDude "Overachiever" badge hanging by the bottles, which is obviously why I didn't pull the trigger :) Merry Christmas to you and the family, man. Have a great one (and I'm sure you'll be drinking something nice).
Thanks, man – especially for adding "ass-juice" to the wine vernacular!
Happy Holidays!
Well, any blog title that starts with "testicles" is bound to get my attention! Did you know that the word testicle is from the Latin for "witness" and is related to the words testify and testimony. Back in the day, when men swore oaths, they would hold a priest's testicles in the palm of their hand. The priest could tell if the person was lying because the hand would be trembling. Kind of an early lie detector. Not sure what that has to do with Port, which by the way is a wine I love.
Steve – thanks for that interlude, I damn nearly spit a mouthful of water across the computer monitor reading that! :)
Entertaining video…he has a knack for expressing a point of view. Thanks for capturing that.
Intriguing pictures…vines and beautiful vistas are just inspiring.
…and the testicles…haha…I'm glad they refrain from imparting the port with subtle notes of balls.
Thanks, ANV. As for the 'notes of balls'… well, I'm not experienced enough to be familiar with the more subtle notes such a process might endow to the finished wine…! :)
Joe! Great job as always;) I just want to say you forgot to introduce Miles' nickname – "soil geek";)
HA!!! Thanks, man. :)