2004 Domaine Nicolas Potel Clos Rousseau, AC Santenay 1er Cru
Sitting in the dining room of Café Boulud, it was time to order the wine. Cue the slick sommelier, who quickly floated over - very professional, very calm, very impressive. They take your order, show you the bottle, and open it away from the table. I suspect they have a discreet taste first, so when they meet idiots who insist a healthy bottle is flawed, they won't have to be ungraceful and taste in front of the customer.
I was in the mood for red Burgundy. Eating rustic French country food, it only made sense to drink a rustic French country wine. From Santenay, a rustic, wild wine, lots of character, but somehow I feel like I should have asked for a decanter. With the earthiness of the mushrooms, fantastic. With the more delicate foie gras, less so. But with that wild venison loin, a dream. Develops a pure core of red fruit, but that rusticity is primary - I believe the French refer to it as chicken coop. Certainly pleasant with the food, but any more complimenting would be delusional.