
Gérard Bertrand, the ex-rugby star-turned-wine-mogul, has been buying up various estates around his native Languedoc-Rousillon region for the past two decades to now include a whopping 1000 acres. He's also put together an interesting project with four co-operatives operating in Tautavel just 60 kilometers north of the Spanish border. Tautavel is one of 25 villages allowed to add their name to the greater Côtes du Roussillon Villages appellation. What makes Tautavel unique from it neighboring terroirs is that it sits in an extinct volcano giving its Carignan-based wines a unique mineral note. Our lunch at Bertrand's winemaking facility in Tautavel reflected the Rousillon's Catalonian heritage with fire roasted escargot, paella, and Catalonian spirit. I attacked the snails along with everyone else but quickly got schooled on the right way to eat them. Served with the snails were large containers of allioli, the Catalan version of Provence's aïoli made without egg, and the right thing to do (as I was instructed) is to eat the snail followed by a bite of bread smothered with allioli, followed by a sip of dry Muscat. We started lunch around 1PM and finished with Rivesaltes from botta, cigars, and peaches just after 5. Then it was time to go to dinner.
As I mentioned in yesterday's post about the Languedoc's outstanding cru of La Clape, this intensly rocky amphitheater lies just 15 kilometers from the Mediterranean. Beth and I walked to the top of La Clape to take it all in with our friend JoLynn Howe from Sopexa. A 180 degree turn from where we were standing revealed the most amazing view of the Sea and gave us a sense of how its proximety dramatically affects the character La Clape's wines. I spoke breifly with Gérard Bertrand about this very special terroir and was surprised to learn that it's Grenache, Syrah, and Mourvèdre and not Carignan that he believes are best adpated to these pure limestone soils and can make La Clape's best wines.
One constant of the Languedoc are the cigales (cicadas). Their song is very much a part of life in the Languedoc, so much so that our driver from Narbonne to La Clape pointed them out to us and said "do you hear that, this is part of our terroir too".
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The Languedoc, what the French call the Midi, begins just west of Provence and arcs around the Mediteranean coast towards the Pyrenees.
We're off for a few days of eating and drinking in the Languedoc. I need to make full-disclosure and tell you that we’re being hosted by the French promotional group Sopexa and by ex-rugby star turned wine mogul Gérard Bertrand. Bertrand’s is a sizable operation (250 hectares) and spread across several Languedoc appellations. I’ve never encountered these wines so I’m not entirely sure what to expect. Jamie Goode gave the wines high marks on his wineanorak site though it sounds like we’re in for some pretty polished stuff.
I’ve been making tasting trips to France almost every year since 2003 but I’ve never been to the Sud de France. I’m psyched to be visiting the Languedoc and to be able to taste these wines in their home environment. The local foods, the people, the way the air smells, all of these things make the wines the way they are.
Part of the weekend’s festivities will include a jazz festival hosted by Bertrand at his Château l’Hospitalet near the cru of La Clape. The show will feature funk legend Maceo Parker. I’ll have more to say about La Clape in the coming days. In the meantime: