点评:I love wine tasting at vineyards but am getting rather tired, bored really, of the giant glass windows, the soaring ceilings, the manicured lawns and wine served rather pretentiously. It is perhaps what lots of consumers want, but not me nor my wife.
Nor you.
We stumbled on the Riwaka River Estate because my wife said, “Look there is a sign for a winery; let’s stop.”
A driveway for a few cars and a tractor. A beaten-up wooden door with a hand-painted sign that says “tasting room” leading into a barn filled with equipment, oak casks, more equipment. Turn left into a room that has a few couches, a few shelves, boxes and boxes of bottled wine, and a corner bar with some stools. A fridge with open bottles.
A blackboard with a few scrawled prices. Everything below $40.00.
It looks like what a television crew would build if they wanted a set about what an authentic wine bar in rural New Zealand should look like.
Except this is real.
“Welcome,” says Paul, the owner and the winemaker, the passionate former Londoner who — as he pours tastings —proves himself a storyteller, as well. Just get him going on why he left London …
This place, my friends, is what you have been searching for but not finding. Authenticity. Wines made by a passionate fellow from grapes handpicked from the vines outside the barn window.
If you want to listen about mid- life career changes, Paul's your man.
If you want to discuss how the local clay affects a pinot grape or if you wonder how the recent rains are going to affect his Sauvignon harvest — or how a new oak barrel versus a four-year-old one changes the buttery taste of his chardonnays, go right ahead. You sip, you discuss.
In the news, I see New Zealand is now shipping bulk wine back to my home country of Canada, thousands and thousands of gallons sloshing around in cargo ships.
There is a story there.
But it’s not this one.
翻译:我喜欢在葡萄园品酒,但我已经厌倦了,真的厌倦了巨大的玻璃窗、高耸的天花板、修剪整齐的草坪和装腔作势的葡萄酒。这也许是很多消费者想要的,但不是我和我的妻子想要的。
你也一样。
我们偶然发现了 Riwaka River Estate,因为我的妻子说:“看,这里有一个酒庄的标志;我们停下来吧。”
一条车道,停着几辆汽车和一辆拖拉机。一扇破旧的木门上挂着一块手绘的“品酒室”标志,通往一个装满设备、橡木桶和更多设备的谷仓。左转进入一个房间,里面有几张沙发、几个架子、一箱又一箱的瓶装葡萄酒,还有一个角落酒吧,里面放着几把凳子。冰箱里放着打开的瓶子。
一块黑板上潦草地写着一些价格。所有价格都低于 40.00 美元。
这看起来就像是电视摄制组想要搭建的一套关于新西兰乡村正宗酒吧的布景。
但这是真的。
“欢迎光临,”店主兼酿酒师保罗说道,他是一位热情洋溢的前伦敦人,在品尝葡萄酒的同时,他也证明了自己是一位讲故事的人。让他继续讲述他离开伦敦的原因……
朋友们,这个地方就是你们一直在寻找但一直没有找到的地方。正宗。葡萄酒由一位热情洋溢的伙计用从谷仓窗外的葡萄藤上亲手采摘的葡萄酿造而成。
如果你想听听中年职业变化,保罗就是你要找的人。
如果你想讨论当地的粘土如何影响黑皮诺葡萄,或者你想知道最近的降雨将如何影响他的长相思收成——或者一个新的橡木桶和一个四年的橡木桶如何改变他的霞多丽的黄油味,那就去吧。你啜饮,你讨论。
在新闻里,我看到新西兰现在正在将散装葡萄酒运回我的祖国加拿大,成千上万加仑的葡萄酒在货船上晃来晃去。
这里面有一个故事。
但不是这个。