Sunday, October 9, 2011

Rihaku Junmai Ginjo Sake

Rihaku Wandering Poet Junmai Ginjo Sake

Rihaku Wandering Poet Junmai Ginjo Sake | Shimane Prefecture

We don't see good sake here. Cheap, American-made sake, yes, but not the real thing. And now that Vintages has been bringing some more in, I ask myself . . . am I comfortable paying $20+ for a 30 cL bottle of rice wine?

Because that's all it is, innit. You can't forget what it is, culturally. Rice wines are (can be) extremely well made, perfect with our food, and delicious to get fucked up on. Easier (physically) to drink than wine. I mean in the way that you gulp rice wine, instead of take your time with it. Japan's lucky because with these wines you need absolutely pristine water. Too bad that Japs can't drink to save their lives, but that's another matter entirely now, is it.

The vintages writeup, and the article from a certain Toronto wine writer got it mixed up. Read the large script on the label. What does it say? Certainly not Li Po, the name cited in these articles, in reference to the legendary Chinese poet. No, those fucking idiots got his name wrong. If you're so interested in getting the Japanese translations spot on, why dick around when it comes to the Chinese? You understand that the entire Japanese language is just a bastardization of Chinese right? That the Japs just didn't learn Chinese properly, that they copied our writing? Of course these guys didn't know that. Westerners somehow find no problem standing up for the Japanese, but when it comes to China . . .

I took a deep breath. Moving on.

Clear in the glass, fully aromatic and fragrant. Rich, with depth. Great purity on the palate, floral and slightly sweet. Beautiful in its subtlety, complexity, depth . . . and with our roasted aji, simply divine.

And that's all that should matter. Politics ruins a good wine. Even though only we understand a good rice wine.


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