René Gabriel
Ripe purple-garnet, dense at the core, with a violet sheen at the rim. An intense, warm bouquet: Amarena cherries, exotic precious woods, coffee, cedar and Dominican tobacco—less powerfully driven by the vinification than in recent years. Velvety, silky palate, lots of suppleness in the fairly rich tannins; blackcurrant, coconut and nut pralines in a tightly knit finish. This Pessac leans a little more toward pure seduction! Tasted four times. Twice at 18/20 level, then the two better impressions at 19/20. 14: Extremely dark, saturated purple with almost black reflections. Incredibly sweet bouquet: lots of cherry, a hint of Amarena, ruby Port, stewed fruit; the alcoholic impression sits at the upper limit, but that’s also somewhat vintage-typical in this category. Massive, compact and extremely concentrated on the palate, showing a demanding astringency from powerful tannins that will likely evolve only slowly; fortunately the tannins are fat on the outside, masking the inner strictness a bit. In that sense it’s also somehow “young and exciting.” One of the Pape legends. The only question is whether the classic side will emerge before it has shed some of its modernity. I estimate real drinking maturity from around 2020. (19/20). 14: Ruedi Waser brought two bottles to a Thai restaurant at Zurich airport before we flew (sadly without him) to Rovaniemi, Finland, for snowmobile riding. This was a modern, oenological knockout—naturally helped along by the blockbuster 2009 vintage. In short: gigantic! (19/20). 18: Black with purple toward the outside and a rim showing a certain orange tinge, possibly from partially raisined grapes. The nose is massive and hot, revealing extreme grape ripeness (raisins, sultanas and figs), then shifting to cocoa, coffee and Colheita Port. A rollercoaster of aromas. On the palate it’s a clear case for the narcotics squad: unbelievably fat and melting, almost explosively mouth-filling. A clearly 2009-styled wine that seems like a blend of rich Pape, lots of forceful vintage typicity and an unreasonable dose of a fiery Californian. You have to love it—and, as a die-hard Bordeaux fan, tolerate it. Because exactly these facts make it an over-erotic Pessac thriller. (19/20) 19: Deep purple, dense at the center, garnet shimmer at the rim. The bouquet is black-berry driven—blackberries and blackcurrant—enhanced by cinnamon notes, precious woods, and intense coffee and toasted oak. On the palate the wine tries to be creamy, but still-massive tannins and extraction markers get in the way. Essentially this is an ultra-modern vinification drug. That’s what the Pape wines of that period were like: made to please Parker. But slowly a truly great wine is beginning to show beneath. One that can easily win blind tastings. Unfortunately, pretty damn sexy! (19/20). 20: As so often in recent years, there’s almost always a 2009 Pape when Ruedi Waser is nearby. This time at Restaurant Obermatt. The former bomb is becoming increasingly classic, yet remains powerful and mighty. No Pessac diet. But a real polka in the glass. (19/20). 20: One of the darkest colors of all the wines tasted. The bouquet is extremely profound and starts with cold smoke notes, black pepper powder, essential oils, dark raisins, dried baking plums, Karbonileum, black currant and lots of licorice. On the second pass: rosewood, teak, Darjeeling tea and pumpernickel bread. The palate is just as intense aromatically. The tannins surprise with very fine elements that at times take on silky contours in the flow. In recent years it has shed its “over-the-top” character and surprises with a new horizon. (19/20). 21: Dark purple with ruby reflections. Powerful, sprawling bouquet that kicks off like an aroma bomb—from the very first second. Ripe fruit in every shade; within the intoxicating sweetness there are also touches of dried fruit and a minimal, vintage-appropriate Port-like glint. On the palate, dramatic fullness while still keeping a certain physical composure; a forceful, dramatic finish. Parker gives it 100/100. If I rated with the same system, I’d probably be at 98/100. What I mean—rather, what I’m trying to write—is this: the maximum score may already be within reach for me. (19/20).