Banyuls


what:

AOC
fortified wine
primarily from Grenache
Languedoc-Roussillon, France

where:
L’Auberge Etchegorry
41 rue Croulebarbe
Paris


when:
early spring

 

character:

Banyuls is the Balzac of the wine world. That is to say he is similar to Port, but rather less buttoned-up, rather more in the way of chest hair, and altogether more at home the closer one gets from the Mediterranean and the farther one gets away from the English Channel. Shirt-open, mustachioed, with a romantic mane of untended black hair, he has a hurried walk, smells strongly of black coffee, and tends to talks (not a little) with his ink-stained hands. He is slightly dark in mood, yet always with a lingering note of sweetness. And he is wonderfully, magnificently concentrated. At his very best, his powerful personality becomes more refined over time, and develops with a finesse that is somehow particular to the Continent, particular to the south of France, particular to that time of year when one begins to spend long evening meals out of door.


tastes like:


Selections from La Comedie Humaine.


pairs nicely with:


Open-collared shirts, particularly those which grow more and more open as the night progresses, women who have a problem keeping their shoes on throughout dinner, and long thin brightly-colored summer scarves on just about anyone; Bleu d’Auvergne, Reblochon, and mature chèvre sec; intense late night discussions over going to Sevilla for the bullfight (not being in Sevilla for the bullfight, mind you, which is a different proposition and pairs with another drink entirely, but rather the discussion of going to the bullfight); past midnight in either Aix-en-Provence, Perpigna, or Montpellier (France); most canvases from Cézanne’s ‘Constructive Period’; and chocolate madeleines.