Seasons of mists and mellow fruitfulness,Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;Conspiring with him how to load and blessWith fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run.
John Keats, To Autumn
There were a couple of lamb chops and some potatoes fried in duck fat for dinner and I opted for an older wine. There aren't a lot of older Cabernet Sauvignon wines produced in Ohio because until recently there weren't a lot of folks making them. There were two bottles left of the 2004 Kinkead Ridge Cabernet so I opened one of them.
There was a mature nose of ripe fruit, and a mellowness that comes with some age. There was a touch of oak, cinnamon and vanilla. Wonderful, amalgamated fruit flavors that blended together red cherries and red plums with some underlying black currants. The weight was medium and there was good acidity and a finish with a lot of length to it. Nothing about this wine was over ripe or over done. This was a fully mature wine that showed no signs of the blush or freshness of youth, but it certainly wasn't a faded rose. It was still blooming and offering a great deal of pleasure. With the lamb and potatoes there was definitely some three part harmony happening. I put a couple of CD's in the player and Sonny Rollins, his saxophone and I finished the wine over the course of the evening.
Kinkead Ridge Cabernet Sauvignon 2004. 13% alcohol and $18.
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