Giacomo Conterno
Cascina Francia Barolo Nebbiolo
Barolo, Cuneo, Piedmont, Italy
This was over a month ago, but with my dad back in hospitals / rehab / generally drugged and delirious (2024 has been one helluva ride), I can’t stop thinking about the last bottle we shared when things were better and, for a flash, almost normal.
And what a bottle it was. Fennel, strawberry, balsamic… still so young…constantly evolving in the glass.. brick dust… sage and oregano on the finish.
My dad and I have always had a challenging relationship, but he’s always shown me what’s good in life and for that I am grateful. He postponed his last round of chemo a day to share a special birthday bottle with me and there’s no one else in the world I’d rather have shared it with.
I’ve just had a lot less to say about wine lately (and a lot less to say generally) despite tasting so many things most weeks. It’s just a fucking beverage. But, then again, it’s also so much more.
My sister shared a note she found on the floor of my dad’s office. We think it’s from the day he received the diagnosis… or got the divorce papers from my mother. He made a printed list titled, “Things that don’t suck” Nebbiolo was number 5. No actual humans made the list, so my sister was a little bummed. But I understand. We disappoint; Nebbiolo rarely does.
Salud.
This was over a month ago, but with my dad back in hospitals / rehab / generally drugged and delirious (2024 has been one helluva ride), I can’t stop thinking about the last bottle we shared when things were better and, for a flash, almost normal.
And what a bottle it was. Fennel, strawberry, balsamic… still so young…constantly evolving in the glass.. brick dust… sage and oregano on the finish.
My dad and I have always had a challenging relationship, but he’s always shown me what’s good in life and for that I am grateful. He postponed his last round of chemo a day to share a special birthday bottle with me and there’s no one else in the world I’d rather have shared it with.
I’ve just had a lot less to say about wine lately (and a lot less to say generally) despite tasting so many things most weeks. It’s just a fucking beverage. But, then again, it’s also so much more.
My sister shared a note she found on the floor of my dad’s office. We think it’s from the day he received the diagnosis… or got the divorce papers from my mother. He made a printed list titled, “Things that don’t suck” Nebbiolo was number 5. No actual humans made the list, so my sister was a little bummed. But I understand. We disappoint; Nebbiolo rarely does.
Salud.
Christina had this 10 years ago
Christina had this 10 years ago
Aug 8th, 2014
Matt had this 12 years ago
Matt had this 12 years ago
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