How to Drink a Glass of Wine
By John Saker
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How to Drink a Glass of Wine - John Saker
how to drink
a glass of wine
john saker
For my mother, Gay Saker
The rich want good wine; the poor a lot of wine.
Goethe
In a French vineyard
EVERY TIME I looked up, Marie-Thérèse’s backside eclipsed the view. It was always moving away from me, the pacesetter in a plodding patrol of backsides.
Bending double was the best way – or, more to the point, the least painful way – to attack the stout, un-trellised Provençal vines and strip them of their small dark orbs of juice. ‘Back-breaking work’ was, for once, the perfect description. If I stopped and unfolded I could temporarily tranquillise my angry spine, but I would also fall behind.
Marie-Thérèse and her friends travelled down the vine rows like intent pecking hens among spilled seed. Trying to close the gap if their lead became embarrassing meant really stepping on the gas, and that held the potential for pain of a different sort. My left hand still carries traces of hurried misjudged lunges with those secateurs.
We were a work gang of two hemispheres: six New Zealanders – three young couples not long out of university – and the rest mostly 60- and 70-something women from Flayosc, the nearby village perché that overlooked most of the vineyards in which we worked. The church bells of Flayosc dictated the shape of our working days.
Marie-Thérèse was the grande dame of Flayoscais grape-pickers. Her father had perished in the human abattoir of Verdun over 50 years earlier, and she had probably worked more vintages in these fields than anybody. She was hard-working, and shockingly provincial in outlook. When we shared our enthusiasm for someone we thought was a French cultural treasure, Marie-Thérèse cut the conversation short. ‘Piaf? She was nothing but a prostitute.’
Yet behind the narrowed, assessing gaze and blunt talk she seemed to like us, and made more effort than anyone else to bridge the divide between our group’s Old World old and New World young. She taught me the few lines of Provençal dialect I can still muster, including Fa cao l’estiu, which translates roughly as, ‘She’s hot out here, all right.’
On the stroke of noon we’d stop for lunch, about a dozen of us gathering around rough tables in cool stone huts. We usually brought our own food: baguettes filled with saucisson, the French salami, or camembert cheese. Occasionally, a crop of home-grown pois chiches, or chick-peas, would appear in a huge bowl on the table. We’d help ourselves, adding chopped onion, tomato, cornichon – pickled cucumber – and boiled egg. After a drenching in olive oil, it was ready to eat.
And we drank. How we drank. We glugged down the red wine made the year before with fruit drawn from the same vineyards in which we worked. It was a rough-and-ready blend of the workhorse grape varieties that clothe the southern French littoral – Grenache, Carignan, Cinsault, perhaps a bit of Syrah. It was light – usually only about 11 percent alcohol – simple, and improved by being slightly chilled. The hearty draughts we downed from Arcoroc tumblers barely touched the sides.
We drank for every possible reason: for refreshment; for taste – it was a dependable companion for the simple foods we ate; and for the effect the alcohol had on us. The wine took the edge off our soreness, raised our spirits and emboldened us for the long hot afternoons that lay ahead. It gave us energy. I used to marvel at the ferocity of my post-lunch attack on the vines. At the time I was ignorant of the process that occurs in the liver whereby alcohol is transformed into a fuel source that instantly enters the bloodstream, ready to be burned up.
We drank knowing the bottle on the table was bottomless. Wine seemed less precious than the water supply. Like bread, it was an essential daily nutrient, respected but seldom discussed. It was vin, a dull monosyllable with no chateau attached. There wasn’t much else to it.
I have never again drunk wine the way I did during those weeks 26 years ago.
Cut to a cellarful of noise in Wellington, some two decades later. The Beaujolais Wine Bar is packed for one of its regular, rollicking tasting evenings. A tricolor hangs against one wall, and New Zealand’s own peculiar blend of red, white and blue against another, illustrating the theme chosen by bar manager Andrew Parkinson: France v. New Zealand: a test match not of rugby, but of wine.
The wines are blind-tasted in a series of pairings, one-on-ones of the same grape variety and vintage. A Marlborough Sauvignon Blanc is tasted alongside a Pouilly Fumé from Sancerre, a Kumeu River Chardonnay against a white Burgundy, and so on. Andrew has done his best to match wines of comparable quality.
The usual happy, vociferous group of urbanites has gathered for the occasion. These people revel in wine. They love tasting it, enjoying it and talking about it. At each tasting they learn a little more, but they’re there as much for the way wine connects them socially as for any other reason.
We taste each wine from an XL5, a small wine glass shaped like a closed tulip that was created to give the world a standard tasting glass. We jot down notes, mark each wine out of 20, and laugh as Andrew solemnly invokes rugby imagery. ‘Getting ready for this first set piece … a Marlborough méthode packing down against a big champagne house … Engage!’
New Zealand, weighing in many dollars lighter, takes out a close contest. Not that it matters. The result is forgotten soon after the bottles are unmasked and people fill their glasses with their personal favourite (mine a 1997 fourth growth St Estèphe, a red Bordeaux) and talk the rest of the evening away.
These two vignettes from my career as a wine lover, juxtaposed like that, seem to me remarkable. They are separated by more than just half my adult life and two hemispheres: they are a revolution apart.
By 1979, the vintage I worked at Flayosc, the wine world had entered a restless period. Five years earlier the first Sauvignon Blanc vines had been planted in New Zealand, the genesis of a small but potent global force. By that time there were two wine worlds: Old and New, Europe and the rest. One was tired and inhibited by tradition; the other was innovative, flexible and hungry.
An innocent from a land of Cold Duck and Cresta Doré – and, of course, beer – I was ignorant