On the invite: “Wear comfortable clothes you would wear for gardening”
Me: I live in the City Bowl, lady. I don’t have a freakin’ garden! (Yes, people have suggested I work on my attitude.)
Dressed in torn Guess jeans and cursing, I make my way to the event
This turns out to be great fun, and not labour intensive at all. Granted, we only plant a single line of vines.
The “scoop”: Nederburg is increasingly experimenting with unusual grape varieties, such as the Grenache we planted, as well as Sangiovese, Nebbiolo and Barbera. A small block of Carignan has also been established and, during a tasting of the 2007 vintage, everyone expresses their delight. Cellarmaster Razvan Macici lets slip that a single-varietal might be forthcoming (up to date it has mainly been used in blends). It sounds like it will be an auction wine, though.
Our “hard” work is rewarded with a hearty lunch; during which conversation mainly revolves around the issue of “Black Diamonds” and how this is an untapped wine market. Someone suggests that it’s all about labels, and that if the price is right (i.e. expensive) then it will sell. It has to be “image-befitting”. I am no marketing guru but I think this is a gross over-simplification of matters.
And yes, all the events I have attended have all been lily-white. Except the FDC-tasting that Glen from The Sowetan attended.
Put that in your glass and swirl it..