Peterson makes some of the best wines in my cellar. Their Zinfandels, especially, just trip me out.
I know wine is ‘supposed’ to be about food pairings, but some wines are soooo good that I just want to sip them by themselves, outdoors on the dark patio on a warm summer night so my senses are just flooded by the wine experience. Such is Peterson’s Dry Creek Valley Zinfandel. It is a conciousness-expanding bath of fragrance and flavor. I could list all the wonderful things I smell and taste in this wine, but I won’t. That’s on you.
If that wasn’t enough, Peterson also makes a range of other Zinfandels – another of my favorites (new!) is their ‘Old School, No-thinkin Just drinkin’ Zin. The 2008 was a rich, flavorful cherry/tobacco over-achiever whose label bore one of the most hilarious clean jokes ever re-told. I just ordered the 2009 and I haven’t tried it yet (I live several hundred miles away in Denver and UPS beats the crap out of shipped wine, so I let it sit a while to recover itself before I taste it) but the joke isn’t as good so I expect the wine will be even better.
When I go for a Dry Creek Zinfandel, I’m prepared for spice and jam. Dry Creek has made a name for itself for turning out great, and often full, jammy Zinfandels. The typical style has a lot of dark berries and fruits and then the spices kick in on the finish. With this in my brain, on a cold November evening, I tried the 