Last weekend was a girl’s trip to San Francisco. We shopped for lingerie, saw the Chihuly exhibit at the De Young (highly, highly recommend) and of course shared fabulous food and wine. With dinner at Bacar we tried two wonderful beauties, each bringing a unique take to the evening.
A. Rafanelli, Dry Creek, 2006 Zinfandel, is sophisticated. It wears clear, dark super berry lip gloss and throws a little pepper your way. A sultry bombshell, this is one of those big striking beauties — – striking, not because it’s gorgeous to look at, but because it’s conspicuously tall. This wine’s got legs and knows how to use them! Thus, when it strides into a room, people take heed, and then dive into her lovely length.
Next, our server presented a bottle of Kutch, Russian River, 2006 Pinot Noir. Pronounced KOOCH, said our server with pursed lips and a straight face. Four sets of eyes stared back in disbelief.
Really? As in, kooch? If it’s for sale, I’m not buyin’, but if kooch is it, then kooch it does. This wine leans over in a death-defying plunge, peeks up, then commands you to walk this way. And you follow. A hiked up skirt exposes spicey cherry elegance with soft candied peppercorns – smooth and juicy — a red light special, indeed. ‘She’s evil, she’s brilliant,’ she is the village bicycle and she’s delish! Simply, what else would you expect from Kutch Winery?