Loris Vino Bianco
Dry White Wine
When people ask me how I can be so quiet in the wine cellar, I always answer the same. "Why, what could ever go wrong?". I know that making wine is not a walk in the park, wine has been in my life for so long that I cannot imagine living without it. But I also know that it is a sensitive matter. If you feel tension, you make tension. And for this Loris Vino Bianco, for the first time fully my own wine, everything had to go smoothly. That's right. I followed this wine throughout its journey, with wine tastings and some laughter with the cantinieri. They had to stop me, because I would have let it out (maybe) too soon. But it has something, this wine, something to say, something to be talked about. It needs the company of a happy table of people, because it's a bit like me. It wants to take life with one smile after another. You have to have it in your glass to understand: then you cabn let me know!
Loris, Wine Maker Giordano
It is of a delicate colour, a pale straw yellow with seductive golden transparencies. It tempts the nose with summer fruit scents: I like to linger on the glass to catch the notes of the yellow flesh of peach and the hint of pineapple. On the palate, it has feeling of fullness, provided by the strong structure of the body. It has a decisive feel, but at the same time is very pleasant; it culminates at the end when swallowed, characterized by a very fresh acidity.
When the harvest begins, I like to chat with the people in the vineyard and in the wine cellars. Every day they have a new story to tell, about a certain thing happened here or there, about whether the weather is not as it should be, or if the earth is too dry or too wet, about a fabulous dinner the evening (or month) before. I think that all these words exchanged between vines and winery, in the end, give a little extra to the wine. There is a lot of effort, of course, September seems to have a hundred days: but it is a worthwhile effort, a fatigue that bears fruit. The last harvest was strange, due to the weather. Yet I have seen grapes of rare concentration, of a simply explosive potential. When they asked me to think about this white, I imagined the story which a grape like that could tell. A blend is like Christmas morning for someone like me: everything you have always dreamed of, under the tree, ready to be opened. I chose and balanced harmonies and traces, I tried to find the balance point of a wine that spoke my language, that had the contagious smile which shows through on evenings with friends. One thing is certain: in the wine glass, there is no shyness!
I'll tell you something that I do not think I've ever told anyone outside the gang. In my company, when you go out (and when you leave) we have a habit. You take a ballpoint pen and write down the best part of your night out on a piece of paper. A wine, a dinner, a song, it doesn’t matter what: someone should take the initiative to rank the things that they liked and those they didn’t like. When I presented the Loris Vino Bianco to the gang, the gang said the pasta was average. Which, in all modesty, I am a true master of pasta cooking! Among the reasons why, I found out why the next morning, one note was: "Why? Because this white is like Loris, one which will always be the centre of attention, and it deserves all the thanks and praise it can get". If you manage to make your evening a little bit more special, then I'll know you have done a good job!