A great great month…
1996 Ch Moulin St-Georges, decanted on-site at Stellar, part of 1-Altitude at the 62nd floor of One Raffles Place on the occasion of Monster’s birthday, 6 April 2012. Earthy and dusty on the nose initially although, on the palate, it was fresh with notes of red and dark berries, soy, lighter tones of violets and cedar with a little bit of salty minerality creeping in. The bouquet became more lifted after some time, offering more of dark cherries laced with significant sweetness, highly inviting, the wine mellowing into a soft and seamless whole. Compared to a previous bottle last year, this wine has shed the backwardness of this vintage, caught here at almost its peak, and will probably hold for many years to come. A “poor man’s Ausone“? From the same winemaker, no doubt, but it lacks the last ounce of weight, depth and distinction. Still, it’s very very good.
2005 Ch Dominique, at Imperial Treasure ION, 7 April 2012. Popped and poured. Deep dark red. Loads of very ripe dark berries, a dash of red rruits, orangey citrus, soy and licorice. Dense, tight, weighty and assertive with a rising tannic spine as one moves towards its spicy finish, as if reminding one of its explosive potential. Almost like a New World in character, save for the emerging complexity on the palate that prevents this from being a fruit-bomb. This is totally different from another bottle, also bought at the same time a few years ago from Carrefour, which was a lot more open, softer and approachable, which had led me to think that this wine was evolving faster than most. Apparently not. If properly cellared, I doubt if it’ll be ready within this decade.
2001 Ch Lafleur-Gazin, at Otto Ristorante, 11 April 2012. Popped and poured. Dull red. Rather restrained on the nose, although the predominant red fruits, kirsch, blueberries, earthy and leafy tones are evident. Soft, medium-bodied, the flavours staying within a fairly narrow spectrum, but this is a wine that prefers not to stand out from the crowd, almost nondescript although it’s perfectly drinkable. Shy.
2007 Lookout cabernet-shiraz, a bottle popped for a casual Examiners’ Lunch in the midst of a MRCP PACES mock exam, 14 April 2012. Medium to full-bodied, ripe with notes of wild berries, wild mushrooms and leafy morning dew. A simple quaffer.
2009 Domaine Vincent Girardin Bourgogne Rouge Cuvee St Vincent. After an entire Saturday wasted on the mock exam on 14 April 2012, I treated myself and the family to a lovely meal at Brasserie Gavroche, a relatively new bistro along Tras St that’s extremely quaint (it doesn’t have a signboard) and very French (run by real Frenchmen and women), somewhat similar in setting to Bistro du Vin, except Gavroche is far better in terms of service and setting. Nevertheless, I was surprised that a faux pas should occur when the waiter (who seemed to be looking after the wine service, though perhaps not a true sommelier) placed 3 white wine glasses and proceeded to pour a tiny volume for me to taste. He seemed surprised when I pointed out that he should be serving the wine in Burgundy stemware instead, and he had to revert to the manager (presumably, for he said he’d “check” and popped out of sight) before returning to rectify the error, with apologies. At SGD78 off the restaurant’s modest list (their corkage policy is a one-for-one), this is actually a very good drop. Deep ruby in color that correlated with a higher level of extraction than usual for pinot (consistent with the house style of Vincent Girardin), this wine exuded a modest bouquet of roses and red cherries, predictably heavier and almost full-bodied as the palate is awashed with ripe red berries, heavily rose-scented with a hint of vanilla and varnish, displaying excellent depth, cohesion and fullness in the mid-body, rounded at the edges, tapering linearly to a long finish, eventually loosening up after an hour, the mid-body taking on a chewy note. An over-achieving generic bourgogne, I’d say, one that is likely to turn out very well given further bottle age. Do keep a lookout.
2001 Ch Bernardotte, from magnum, at Foo House, 18 April 2012. Popped and poured. Dark red with violets, dark cherries and sweet wild berries with a touch of green juxtaposed in perfect balance, fleshy and rounded, weighty as well. Will improve further. A classic claret, perfect for the everyday meal as well as the marbled steak. Very good. A steal at SGD75 from Crystal.
1996 Ch Pape Clement (courtesy of John), over beef tenderloin and pork knuckles at Foo House, 18 April 2012. Aired in bottle. Remarkably weighty, infused with rich earthy minerality. The fruit is still rather recessed and backward, shielded by an opague sheen that opened up only slightly after an hour, affording a hint of the huge potential that lay beneath. Far from being ready, in spite of the years past. I’d wait till 2016, at least.
2007 Egon-Muller Scharzhopfer, a half-bottle at Jade Palace, 20 April 2012. Unbelievably rich and full on the palate with a wonderful explosion of tropical fruits, nectarine, white flowers, jackfruit and a dash of apricot, dancing across the palate, full of sparkle and vibrancy. Astonishing, for a kabinett. But then again, it’s Egon-Muller. Wonderful.
2000 Domaine de Chevalier, popped and poured over lunch at Absinthe, 20 April 2012. Compared to previous experience, this wine seems to have come out of its shell, finally displaying a glorious blaze of ripe earthy tones, sweet dark currants, graphite and fine minerality cloaked in svelte tannins, utterly smooth and sophisticated, carrying much more weight than this wine has ever had, possessing such natural balance with a trace of secondary development at the edges, throwing off even deeper notes of violets and cedar over time. A true connoiseur’s red. Proves that you don’t need to bust your bank to satisfy your palate. Excellent.
Zardetto Prosecco Brut NV, off the restaurant list of Bistecca, 21 April 2012. A lovely blend with the impression of peaches, green apples and green melons with a trace of sweetness although there isn’t much real complexity, lively without being too dry. Most agreeable, though.
1995 Ch Lafon Rochet (courtesy of Ben) at Bistecca, an restaurant along Mohd Sultan Rd that serves very good Italian cuisine. Decanted on-site for about 40 minutes. A wine marked by dominant earthy overtones on the nose with a trace amount of bottle stink that threatened to obscure the fruit beneath, which seemed slightly underwhelming and a tad hollow on the mid-palate. Soft and noticeably lowish in acidity, consistent with the vintage. Didn’t quite flesh out over time. Nevertheless, it was quite an agreeable accompaniment to the Fiorentina and ribeye steaks.
1990 Ch Cos Labory, decanted on-site to go with a tomahawk steak at Bedrock Grill & Bar, 24 April 2012. Dark opague red. Still amazingly youthful and assertive with notes of dark chocolate, blackcurrants, a dash of tangy citrus, graphite and a mild of leafy tone, the acidty still remarkably fresh at the edges. Compared to a previous note last year, this wine seemed weightier and fresher this time around, and may actually develop further if properly stored, proving to be a good match with the 1986 Cos D’Estournel below.
1986 Ch Cos D’Estournel (courtesy of John), decanted on-site to go with a tomahawk steak at Bedrock Grill & Bar, 24 April 2012. Remarkably fresh after all these years, caressing the broad with broad swathes of ripe cabernet, redcurrants, cedar, violets and sweet dark chocolate amidst other old world aromatics, immeasurably complex and seamless, almost velvety in texture. Very lovely. Possesses greater fullness and depth compared to a previous bottle I had in July 2007.
2007 Domaine Vincent Girardin Volnay VV, popped and poured at Brasserie Gavroche again, 25 April 2012. Bright and beautiful in color, as always from this negociant producer. Slightly dry in texture with bitter cherries held in restraint, the minerality being more ferrous and austere towards the finish, entirely in keeping with its origins. Drinking really well after an hour, but I guess the appeal for Volnay can never surpass that for Chambertin or Musigny.
2009 Ch Bernardotte, at the Dept dinner at Cafe Brio’s, Grand Copthorne Waterfront, 25 April 2012. Popped and poured from magnum. Deep purple, substantially weightier than the last time I had it. Primarily fruit forward, notably of raspberries and perfumed red berries with a bit of vanilla coating, the 8% petit verdot that the winemakers from Pichon Lalande favour making its presence felt. Rather simple at this stage, but the depth and stuffing is certainly there from this stellar vintage, and I guess it’ll need another 5 years or more to transform into something really sophisticated.
2001 Ch Sociando Mallet, at the Dept dinner at Cafe Brio’s, Grand Copthorne Waterfront, 25 April 2012. Popped and poured. Very dark purple oozing with layers of dark berries and sweet dark currants, excellent in weight and depth but still remarkably youthful, the velvety tannins still pulling a tight punch. Still going through a troublesome adolescence – a good sign – and will be absolutely glorious when fully mature. Like I’d said before, buy as much of this as you can and sit tight for another 10 years.
1985 Ch Sociando Mallet (courtesy of John), at the Dept dinner at Cafe Brio’s, Grand Copthorne Waterfront, 25 April 2012. A more transluscent red with a rusty tint. Still remarkably full-bodied and dense with notes of licorice and a medicinal overtone, quite seamless although lacking in sophistication, the alcohol still marking its presence. This is the oldest Sociando I’ve ever tasted, but I daresay the wines of this remarkable estate over the past 12 years are better crafted and far more sophisticated.
Eleven Madison Park, New York.
And finally, the piece de resistance, hot on the heels after Per Se, Marea and Picholine. I checked out of my hotel on 4 April 2012, made a couple of futile trips to two so-called flagship Coach stores in search of an elusive Hamptons Weekend Collection, but all in vain, before I strode right on time at noon into Eleven Madison Park at East 24th St and Madison Ave, where Kieron had, of course, made no mistake in ensuring that we had a table reserved exactly four weeks prior to the very date.
That’s exactly what Eleven Madison Park is all about – the top dining venue of choice in New York City, where you only have one shot at getting a table the moment the reservations line is open.
By now the setting of these top restaurants is familiar: spacious dining halls with tall ceilings adorned in modern, comfortable and elegant decor that isn’t too heavy, where the restrained use of wood paneling, bright marble flooring and cheerful shades combine to enhance the anticipation of what is to come, staffed by young and friendly faces who provide knowledgeable, attentive but discreet service. We were settled into a quiet corner and wasted no time in ordering some champagne to get the afternoon going. The persuasive maitre’d had no hesitation in recommending the Vilmart Brut Blanc de Blancs NV, showing a beautifully clear liquid gold, promising an open, transparent and layered wine with less of cream and vanilla but more of crystalline minerality stuffed with delicate white and yellow citrus, demonstrating great balance, carrying just enough weight and presence yet never too dry. Outstanding.
We began perusing the generous wine list whilst sipping this wonderful champagne. One wouldn’t expect the wines to come cheap, but what struck me, surprisingly, was its relative affordability with back-vintages that seemed to be priced at minimal mark-ups, which is most unusual for a top restaurant but, again, probably another reason why Eleven Madison Park is what it is. Of course, Kieron had done his homework the night before, perusing through the very same list online and shortlisting a few options.
There are two choices for lunch, a 4-course menu, and a 8-course chef’s tasting menu that requires at least four hours. As the prospect of being stranded at JFK International was to be avoided at all cost, we took the 4-course menu, itself presented in a very simple and unique 4 x 4 matrix, each comprising just a single word (“Duck”, “Lobster” etc…you get the gist). But there is an additional option, which is to replace the conventional third course with a roasted duck (at additional cost) that is carved by your table-side, reputedly even better than La Tour d’Argent’s famous canard. Naturally, upon hearing that, we opted for it, at the same time requesting if we could tour the kitchen later.
There was no doubt what we would be pairing the duck with: a 1988 Ch Troplong Mondot, priced at USD265. I was reminded that a half-bottle of Pichon Lalande of the same vintage at the one-Michelin-star La Tour d’Argent already set me back EUR165 three years ago, meaning this full bottle here at this three-star venue may be considered an absolute bargain.
Decanted on-site, this wine displayed some evolution at the rim but still remained a deep crimson at its core, giving off an arresting and generous bouquet of aged old world aromatics, weighty and complex, a glowing sense of sur-maturite, soy, old leather, cinnamon and dried herbs. It opened up further as lunch wore on, lightening up in texture, revealing greater layering and definition, lush and very well-integrated, though not totally seamless thanks in part to its masculine character, developing some aromatic lift towards the long finish – the perfect accompaniment for a world-class long lunch. Indeed, it brought back memories, of course, of my lunch three years ago at La Tour d’Argent where I had the 1988 Pichon Lalande, but also another lunch around the same time with Kieron as well at Saint-Pierre where we had an entire bottle of 2000 Monbousquet to ourselves.
Sometimes, you don’t need a top classified growth to complete the meal. Just great food, great ambience, great company, the allure of a lovely wine that can only come from a well-cellared bottle where each sip awakens your senses to greater heights, and plenty of time to enjoy all that.
And so while the 1988 Troplong-Mondot did its magic, we started reminiscing about the great meals we’ve had together over the years and, inevitably again, about which restaurants in Singapore come close to Eleven Madison. Certainly Iggy’s and Les Amis come to mind, but they are just a little short on the surprises in the presentation and execution that earns an already superb restaurant its third star. And as if to illustrate this point, while we were floating on air from the intoxication, the maitre’d approached to say that the kitchen was ready for us to tour. We nearly fell off our seats…they actually remembered our request!! Of course, we needed no further prompting and followed her into one of the top kitchens of the world, where we were greeted by the sight of 20-30 chefs each at the helm of their art and passion. It might seem chaotic to the uninitiated, but clearly everything ran with clockwork precision. And in an unobtrusive corner stood a high table with two empty dessert glasses…our dessert glasses…our dessert (the contents of which had slipped my mind) was about to be prepared and served live in front of us, a deceptively simple concoction that we downed on-the-spot right there and then, savouring the experience. However, when we’d returned to our seats, we realised that wasn’t even our actual dessert (which was on its way).
Another surprise! These are the kind of things – attentiveness to every detail and going all out to ensure that the diner is left with an indelible experience – that firmly cement the final star.
Again, when the bill came – just a shade above USD300 per head – it didn’t seem too bad compared to what one would have to pay in Paris or London, confirming my point of view that New York has the best value-for-money fine dining. Which was better: Per Se or Eleven Madison?? There’s little to choose between them, but I’ll have to pick the latter. The friendliness (the chef actually bothered to go around each table) and the kitchen tour just about sealed it, bringing my week-long sojourn in the Big Apple to a perfect end.
Marea & Picholine, New York.
The Michelin-star dining continued the next day 03 April 2012 right after that superb dinner at Per Se. After having spent the morning re-acquainting myself with the Metropolitan Museum’s wonderful collection of the Impressionists, I walked down Fifth Ave around the perimeter of Central Park to Marea, a chic and elegant 2 Michelin-star establishment to meet Kieron and some of the usual suspects who had, coincidentally, flown in from Singapore.
We had two wines over a 2-course lunch, starting with a Ruinart Blanc de Blancs NV that exuded crisp citrus, smoky with plenty of almond and other nutty overtones that resonated well on the palate, weighty but surprisingly open and mellow with none of the acerbic dryness. A good choice.
YS had his eye on a 2007 Jerome Chezeaux Vosne-Romanee “Les Suchots” 1er Cru, which was aired in bottle. This wine displayed a beautiful clear ruby, just a shade heavier than usual that corresponded to the powerful glow of red fruits and cherries, a big and weighty pinot that’s still tight. It opened up rapidly, becoming less dense in the mid-body with greater transparency that revealed a deep vein of surprisingly ripe and rich fuit, carrying the weight of a Vosne-Romanee. Honest and unassuming. Still primal, but it is certainly approachable if given time. Very fine.
Less than four hours later, I took a walk down Broadway Ave to West 64th St to meet Kieron again for dinner at Picholine, a charming one-star establishment with a mixture of modern and traditional European decor, the kind that serves traditional Italian fare with a modern makeover. As the list of wines-by-the glass and half bottles was rather modest, we decided to go “local”, the only choice of white by-the-glass that seemed decent was the 2008 Heitz Chardonnay, which was a bit of a disappointment, the wine dominated by stony minerality that obscured the fruit significantly, assertive and steely towards the finish without much of the aromas one expects of chardonnay.
For the red, we picked what was thought to be a gem, the 2009 Bergstrom Cumberland Reserve, a half bottle priced at USD58. This Oregon pinot was promising, displaying lifted aromas of bright red fruits and ripe cherries with a mild sheen of glycerin, carrying decent concentration and weight though somewhat simple and straightforward on the whole without the sense of terroir, lacking in true complexity although one may forgive those shortcomings in view of its youth. A satisfying start to a night at the Metropolitan Opera across the road (Anna Netrebko in the title role of Massenet’s Manon).
Comparing these two restaurants, I’d say Marea has the distinct edge – modern, fuss-free, staff who know the preferences of their regular clients inside out, food that is well-thought out and executed, whereas Picholine seems a little tired looking. It’s still very good, of course, but the dining experience didn’t seem special, and the wine list could do with greater breadth
1988 Chasse-Spleen, courtesy of KP at a chance meeting at Jade Palace, 2 March 2012. Beautiful evolved red, still reasonably deep in color. Most attractive bouquet of a beautifully aged mature claret, glowing with notes of dried leaves, mushrooms, tobacco, dark chocolate, toffee and ash, with just the right level of dryness on the palate, yet retaining excellent body and acidity, the tannins, of course, having melted away totally. Excellent.
2005 La Tour Carnet, a bottle kept in my office for the past 2-3 years, over a lovely meal of braised short ribs at Otto, 7 March 2012. Popped and poured. Dense ruby in color, exuding enticing aromas of sweet blueberries, raspberries and blackcurrants that were well replicated on the palate. Soft and accessible with chewy, unobtrusive tannins without any trace of wood nor its tell-tale vanilla. Compared to two previous tastings, first in 2008 shortly after its release where it was extremely woody and another last year where it was still a bit shut, it seemed to have emerged from its shell. Excellent.
2004 Domaine Faiveley Chambertin Clos de Beze Grand Cru, over lunch at La Barca, 9 March 2012. Decanted on site. Somewhat restrained on the nose, offering moderate notes of raspberries, blueberries, kirsch, redcurrants, mild salty minerality, earth and a dash of smoke, all nicely balanced, but the the parts somehow doesn’t quite add up to the sum. Having paid good money for a first division grand cru, one would have expected more power, stuffing, lushness and opulence, but I find that the wines of Faiveley seem consistently reluctant compared to real top-flight producers like Armand Rousseau. Disappointing. Better drink-up, if you’ve got any.
2010 Joseph Drouhin Cotes de Nuits village, just a 250 ml carafe from the restaurant list over a nice dinner of beef cheek at Bistro du Vin, 10 March 2010. Don’t expect too much, even though it hails from 2010 – rather lightweight with the usual predictable red fruits and a dash of tangerine citrus, neither remarkable in body nor depth. A wasted effort.
2002 Penfolds Bin 389 shiraz cabernet, over a simple but delicious Hainanese pork chop at Foo House, 11 March 2012. This is a bottle that I’d stored for quite a number of years, telling myself that I’d only open it at 10 years from vintage. Aired in bottle for over an hour. Dark inky red, the dense plummy shiraz fruit tinged with sweetness, coated with finely-knit velvety tannins, framed by the sterner cabernet structure that’s slightly dryish. A wine just entering its drinking window, and will probably need another 5 years to mature, at least. Very good. Penfolds is expensive nowadays, no thanks in part to the unfavourable currency exchange.
2005 Leeuwin Art Series Chardonnay, over dinner at Capri, 17 March 2012. Popped and drunk over the next 90 minutes. Lovely with an abundance of cream and butter amidst other notes of toast and walnut, supported by a firm bed of delicate minerality, weighty, expansive and reasonably deep, increasingly livelier as dinner wore on although its complexity isn’t on the same cerebral level as a true Burgundy.
2007 Tignanello, at Gattopardo on 20 March 2012 as part of Restaurant Week. Decanted on-site and drunk over the next 90 minutes. This is simply quite glorious, even at this youthful stage. Deep clear ruby. Already soft and accessible, offering initial notes of cool ripe blackberries and raspberries and sweet dark chocolate with some background plummy fruit, no doubt contributed by the sangiovese component, while the cabernet sauvignon imparted a pliant supple structure. The sweetness grew in proportion with further aeration, the wine opening up to reveal substantial layering with other notes of cedar and violets appearing, while the plumminess disappeared, eventually gelling into quite a seamless whole, yet retaining excellent definition. This is absolutely superb.
2004 J J Prum Graacher Himmelreich, over a lovely dinner at Vic’s place, 24 March 2012. Popped and poured. A full-scale assault on the nose and palate with an abundance of rich tropical fruits, peaches, lychees and zesty tangerine citrus providing an illusion of fizz, expansive, complex and laced with more than a tinge of sweetness, layered and lively at the finish. Fantastic, considering this is just a kabinett. Would have been perfect with pan-fried foie gras. Absolutely superb.
2001 Beringer Private Reserve cabernet sauvignon, over a dinner of roast beef at Vic’s place, 24 March 2012. Popped and poured, which allowed us to observe its evolution in the glass. This is showing much better than a previous tasting a couple of years ago where it was flat. This wine is loaded with top-drawer fruit at the right level of ripeness, offering notes of blueberries, dark red cherries, violets and cedar, framed by an unmistakable cabernet structure. It softened within 30 minutes, taking on a velvety texture with a coat of fine tightly-knit tannins, the quiet intensity beneath shielded by a predominance of emerging red fruits, complex enough in the middle, yet it’s clear this wine has yet to peak. Excellent, based on this tasting note.
1994 Ch L’Evangile (courtesy of Vic), decanted for at least 2 hours, over a dinner of roast beef at Vic’s place, 24 March 2012. Dark impenetrable red, although there’s the unmistakable hint of early evolution at the rim. One is struck by its remarkable fragrance, dominated by notes of roses, red cherries, raspberries amidst a slightly darker tone of minerality beneath, displaying excellent concentration and density, yet soft and supple with superb mouthfeel, the red fruits growing in strength and sweetness with each sip. As we’d tasted it blind, I was drawn to think that it was a Margaux. Outstanding.
2010 Privilege chardonnay, at the Star Alliance Gold Lounge, Changi Airport T3, 26 March 2012. Pale, dominated by chalky minerality with just enough fruit to cover it. Lively, but simple and straightforward.
2010 Ch L’Hospitalet, at the Star Alliance Gold Lounge, Changi Airport T3, 26 March 2012. Dominated by an opague overwhelming sense of earth and dense forest floor, straightforward and firm with a fair degree of alcoholic trail. I’m sure the better wines of Languedoc don’t taste like this.
2000 Grosset Polish Hill, 1986 Chasse-Spleen, 1990 Pape Clement, 2000 Beausejour Becot & 1988 Rieussec
A theme of “mature wines”, whatever that means, was mooted for an impromptu dinner called at short notice on 13 March 2012 at Jade Palace. We started off with a 2000 Grosset Polish Hill riesling that Prof M Horowitz had presented to me back in 2010, which I’d carried back from Adelaide. I’ve never had such an aged riesling before, and was rather apprehensive about how it’d fare. But I needn’t have worried, for it lived up to its reputation as Australia’s best riesling. Time had imbued upon it a dull golden hue that exuded effusive aromas of diesel fumes and other petroleum-like quality, supported by a halo of stony minerality that was entirely consistent with the character of a superb riesling. It came across initially as being somewhat lightweight (not to be confused with thinness) although the fruit within was still fresh and lively, ending in a slightly austere and steely finish.
The bouquet grew in depth and complexity over time, absolutely captivating in its creaminess and buttery character, far outstripping its impression on the palate and it was only until the end of dinner that the latter managed to match up in weight and complexity. Superb.
We drank the three reds simultaneously. The 1986 Ch Chasse-Spleen (courtesy KP) was initially dry and dusty, medium-bodied and obviously soft with overtones of undergrowth and fruit that threatened to recede. However, it gained in weight and intensity after some time, developing some intensity amidst lively acidity before settling into a very lovely mature claret. Not at all backward. At its drinking best. Wonderful.
The 1990 Ch Pape Clement (courtesy John) was the second time we’re having the exact same wine at the same restaurant with the same group of people in less than six months. Deep, clear lively purpple, absolutely glowing with an abundance of mulberry and the classic terroir of Pessac-Leognan, characterised by notes of tangerine citrus and kumquat amidst deeper notes of ripe blueberries, deep and seamless with superb focus and delineation, the passage of time having imparted further notes of leather and some tobacco. One could argue that it has yet to peak in spite of all the had gone on before. Great stuff.
The final red, a 2000 Beausejour Becot (courtesy Hiok), as expected from its deep dark impenetrable red, was saturated with notes of soy and plenty of raspberry and redcurrant in the background, fresh, lively and deep, barely showing a trace of its twelve years. Clearly one for the long haul and I don’t expect any kind of development anytime soon. Best to forget about it for the next ten years, at least. The 1988 Ch Rieussec (half bottle) that brought up the rear was a disappointment. Dull deep golden with a relatively thick swathe of preserved peach and jackfruit, almost port-like in texture, lacking in verve and acidity and not much of apricot.
Off-Year Bordeaux…
All too infrequently, Bacchus met again, sans Kieron, on 6 February 2012 at Chao Shan, the most renowned Teochew restaurant in Singapore. It’s small, cramped, crowded and noisy – the perfect recipe for great-tasting food. Just remember to bring your own stemware.
After several consecutive dinners that succeeded each time in setting record prices for wine and food, we felt an austerity drive was in order without sacrificing food quality, hence the choice of venue and wine theme. All wines were mostly popped on-site and aired in bottle.
We began with a 1988 Ch La Conseillante (courtesy KP) that was dirty red with an evolved rim, exuding a powerful herbal glow, still displaying good density with forward notes of orangey citrus. Well integrated and still very fine. Next up was a 1983 Ch Cos D’Estournel (courtesy Hiok), again dirty red, evolved almost to the point of transluscency. Muted on the nose, the sweet menthol overhang on the palate unable to disguise the flat residual fruit, lacking in definition and terroir. A wine that’s clearly fading, on its last legs.
The next pair of St-Julien wines fared much better. The 1994 Ch Leoville Las-Cases appeared to be at its peak, very well integrated and seamless, displaying remarkable depth and decent layering without any sign of drying out, just lacking in the intensity that this estate is well capable of in great vintages.
Of the three or four examples of this wine I’ve had over the past 5 years, the current bottle was clearly the best, a far cry from the mediocre impression I had from a previous bottle last year. Very good. 1998 could hardly be considered weak, but that was all Danny could do to match the theme, but we’re not complaining, not when we’re offered a Ch Ducru Beaucaillou that was every bit as good as one would expect from this estate – dark, deep and considerably heavier than any of the preceding wines although, surprisingly, it was medium-full on the palate, seamless and open, much more mellow and relaxed compared to a previous bottle off the restaurant list of Saint Pierre in 2007, a wine just entering its drinking window, yet to develop any clear secondary nuances. Excellent stuff.
Vic produced an oddity in the form of a 1995 Solaia but, again, no complaints at all about straying off theme when one is greeted by accentuated aromas of perfumed red fruits lined by fine velvety tannins, lifted and grippy, combining power with elegance. This was the perfect prelude to the 1993 Ch Haut Brion (courtesy Uncle Hsu), displaying a lovely clear purplish tint with notes of kumquat and other orangey citrus, utterly seamless and elegant, remarkably decent in depth and layering, reminding me very much of the 1994 Haut Brion, just missing in weight and opulence but it went very well with the food. It goes to show that off-years can be rewarding, and that’s where your smart money should be.









