Five Best Regions in the World

Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hey, everybody, and welcome back to some veno time. That's right,
we're talking all things all back. We're talking about great
things to do with wine. So sit back and enjoy
poking fun it. You know that wine etiquette and wine
connoisseurs and the stuffy ones that always think everything has

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to be so prim and proper to enjoy a good
glass of wine. Excuse me, I do have a little cold,
and I don't think it's from drinking too much wine
last night. Oh anyway, But truly, I mean, why do
people think that wine has to be so sophisticated? Why
do you have to swirl your wine in your glass
and see if it has legs or not. You're not
gonna look at it and tell you it doesn't have

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a legs. It's an amba. I mean, you look at
the way people just stick their full nose in there
and just I mean take a big h you know.
I mean, that's fine if you like the way it smells.
Is that really going to make a difference at the
end of the end of the ball game? Is I
don't think so. And for the most part, neither is

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Spending five hundred dollars on a bottle of wine. Or
spending fifty dollars on a bottle of wine. If it's
what you like, it's what you like, and that to
me is the bottom line. That's the bottom line, brother,
Right there, there's listening. There especial occasions when it's all
about the mood and how you feel and you want

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to show off a little bit and you want to
get that expensive bottle of wine. But is that an
expensive bett of wine bottle of wine really going to
be that much better than a couple of financial rungs
down the ladder. Probably not. As you know from my
last episode, drinking a big box of barefoot peano in

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the water, and I'll tell you what, it wasn't bad.
I didn't mind it at all. If I have had
bad wine, believe me, and I will put it up
and I won't drink it. Even if it's the only
thing in the house, I'm not going to drink it.
Or even been a restaurants where it's not a wine restaurant,
it's just maybe a pub or something. They only have
one or two of each type of wine, maybe one chardonnay,

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one pano and a water, a couple of Savion blancs
or whatever you know, but if I don't like it,
then I'll just drink water. I mean, I gotta like it,
and I don't care if it costs fifty bucks a
glass or six dollars of glass. But I don't like it.
I don't like it, and I don't care what anybody
else has to say about it. It's my taste, not

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somebody else's. And goodness, after COVID, I mean, how can
I mean, how many of y'all like lost taste and smell?
I mean, mine, honestly still isn't quite back and it's
been years. So anyway, I'm just telling you that the
wine you like is up to you. Don't ever be
embarrassed about it, and don't ever feel like you have
to buy that three hundred bottle of wine if you

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don't want to, because the truth is you don't have to.
So also talking about some of my expertstions, uh that,
that I've had into wine country and things like that.
So when when I explore wine country, and you know,
I've only been a few times, but I always try

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to get down and deep with it, you know, So
my explorations they really do lead me deeper, and I
get as deep as I can into into the into
the heart of wine country, you know, the places where
a landscape itself seems to possess a certain whimsical charm.
It wasn't just the rolling hills and the sun drenched vineyards.

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It was the people. It's always the people and the
characters who populated this unique ecosystem that truly captivated me
and just made me think about this whole thing about
and these characters that I'm talking about that they're not
really the ones that are like, you have to drink
this one hundred dollars a bottle of wine, because that's

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probably not what they're making, all right, that's not what
they're creating. They love wine. So these weren't your average folks.
They were a vibrant cast of eccentrics, each with their
own peculiar relationship with the grape. First, there was old
Monsieur a Dubois, the winemaker whose family had tended the

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same grapes for generations. His withered hands, gnarled like ancient
olive branches, spoke volumes about a life spent coaxing the
best from the earth. He greeted me with a mischievous
twinkle in his eye. His words a blend of French
charm and earthy wisdom. He regaled me with stories of

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legendary vintages, of frosts that nearly wiped out the entire harvest,
and of miraculously miraculous recoveries that defied all odds. He
claimed to communicate with his He was a vine whisperer.
He would whisper secrets to them under the moonlight sky. Yeah,

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he was a character. I wasn't sure if he was
serious or simply indulging in a bit of harmless wine
fueled whimsical nature. But his passion was undeniable, his wines
remarkably reflecting the depth of his connection of the land.
His cellar, a dimly lit labyrinth of dusty bottles, was

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a testament of his life's work, a variable time capsule
of vintages, reflecting the subtle variations of each year's weather
and his own evolving techniques. He opened a bottle from
a particularly challenging year, one that threatened to ruin the
entire harvest, and the resulting wine, a robust, surprisingly delicate red,

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was a testament to the resilience and skill, A story
bottled ready to be savored. Like I said, I'm all
about the savoring. There were the tourists, a fascinating breed
into themselves. They were the boisterous bachelorette parties, armed with
inflatable wine glasses and seemingly endless supply of enthusiasm, their

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laughter echoing through the vineyards. I watched amused as they
attempted to master the art of proper wine swirl, often
resulting in more spillage than sophistication. Happens all the time.
Their approach was less about nuanced tasting notes and more

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about celebrating friendship and embracing the festive atmosphere Amen sisters. Contrastingly,
I encountered the meticulously dressed couple, armed with a notebook
and an air of profound seriousness. You know who I'm
not sitting with. They approached each tasting with the gravity
of a scientific experiment, meticulously recording their observations and their

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leather abound journal. Their pronouns were peppered with terms of
tenins and terroor, and delivered with an air of authority
that suggested they'd written the textbook on wine appreciation themselves.
They were a study in contrasts is the care free bachelorettes,

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each group approaching the same experience with radically different perspectives.
And then there was the lone traveler, the middle aged
man with a scraggly beard and a backpack overflowing with
guide books. He seemed utterly lost in the beauty of
the surroundings. His eyes wide with wonder, and he gazed
upon the rows of vines stretching as far as the

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eye could see. He tasted each wine with quiet contemplation,
his expression shifting subtly with each sip, conveying a spectrum
of emotions surprise, delight, contemplation, and ultimately serene satisfaction. He
sought not the social aspect of wine tasting, but an

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intimate communion with the liquid and the land that birthed it.
He was a quiet observer, a silent appreciator of the
artistry and dedication that went into every glass. But the
characters weren't limited to the human realm. The vineyards themselves
seemed to possess their own quirky personalities. One vineyard I

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visited was famous for its mischievous squirrels, who were known
for pilfering grapes right off the vines. The winemaker a
jovial woman named Madame Champaul simply shrugged off their antics
with a good natured laugh. They're part of the terror,
she declared. They added a little wildness to the wine.

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I guess, as wild as the squirrel can be. I
couldn't help but wonder if the squirrels influenced the flavor profile,
contributing an element of surprise to each bottle. I hope not.
Another vineyard boasted a resident owl, a majestic creature with
a perched atop a gnarled oak tree, observing the goings

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on with wys knowing eyes. Locals whispered that it was
the guardian of the vineyard, protecting the vines from harm.
The wine produced there a crisp, elegant white at a
certain unearthed, unethereal quality to it, as if imbued with
the owl's mystical presence. The vineyards wines certainly justified the

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lore of the protective owl. They were some of the
best wines I tasted it throughout the region. The stories
weren't always about the fantastical, either. I encountered the wine
maker who were as passionate about sustainability as they were
about about producing exceptional wines. Throughout my travels, I realized

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that wine country wasn't just a place, it was a
state of mind. It was a place where the unexpected
was always possible, where the ordinary was transformed into the extraordinary,
where the human element added an essential layer of richness
and complexity to the already fascinating world of wine. It
was a place where quirky characters, captivated landscapes and the

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magic of the vine converged to create an experience that
was both unforgettable and undeniably hilarious. The very essence of
wine Country is a blend of meticulous craftsmanship, untamed nature,
and the eccentric personalities who cultivated and cherished the land,
weaving together a unique tapestry of experience and stories that

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resonated long after the last ship, last sip, and the
last ship had sailed. The experience had explained my appreciation
not only for wine itself, but all the people and traditions,
to the entire culturals around in some timeless beverage. It
was a journey that provided as much about the human
spirit as about the grape. So next time we'll get

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into some of my unexpected mishaps and such on some
of my excursions in wine country, and I can't wait
to do that. You know. Crazy thing is usually I
have a sip of wine when I'm doing these episodes,
but I'll fresh out got ahead to the store. But
back to mall backs. What are the what do you

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think the five best regions in the world are for
growing the grapes from all back? What do you think?
Obviously we know that Argentina is one of the best,
so you know when mallback thrives in a variety of climates.
But these five regions I'm about to list consistently produce
the best mall back lines in the world. So Mendoza, Argentina,

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so it is. It is the undisputed king of malback.
Mendoza offers high altitude vineyards, sunny days, and well drained soils,
creating bold, fruit forward mallbacks with great structure. Number two Cahorz, France.
This is the birthplace of malback, so you know it's

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got to be good. Number three Washington State. I went
back in the USA, the Columbia Valley and Walla Walla Valley.
It's still fun to say, offer warm days and cool nights,
producing concentrated malbacks with rich black fruit, spice and a
minerality that's hard to say, especially we've had a few

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glasses of wine. Number four California, USA. Well, there's something
good from California. So Napa Valley and Paso Robles are
leading of the way in the US mall back production,
creating lush varieties, versions of dark fruit and chop clinton
notes sounds like dessert. Patagonia, Argentina comes in at number five.

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Cooler than Mendozo. Patagonia produces mal backs with high acidity,
floral notes, and an elegant, refined character. Notable regions are
Rio Negro in the Newgling, which I have no idea
how to pronounce that, so I'm not even to try
to spell it for you. But anyway, that's my take

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on the five best reasons to grow mall back and
that's where the vineyards are. So anyway, listen, I got
to head out of the story, like I said earlier,
because I'm fresh out. I hope you guys have some
wine handy. You go ahead and pour your good glass
and just enjoy it. Doesn't matter what it costs, doesn't
matter where it's from. Is what matters is that you
like it, so enjoy that mall back or whatever you're

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drinking tonight. And you know what, y'all just have a
great time and I'll see you next time. God bless