I’m following Hal Higdon’s marathon training guide which specifies that Friday and Monday are always rest days. So no run today, and I behave naughtily, deciding to celebrate my day-pass with a brief trip to the local pub, followed by a glass or two of Chablis when I return home. Well OK, a bottle of Chablis. Let’s face it, it won’t keep more than a day or so, and I had to drink it all to remove the temptation of drinking more of it tomorrow. Quite sensible really.
Let’s deal with the wine first and weigh up these peripheral issues later. Much later.
I’m not a great fan of Chablis, though such a pronouncement tends to turn into a self-reinforcing position because you tend to avoid buying the stuff, and your view never changes. The last time I drunk a decent example was probably somewhere in the mid-80s. Around 15 years ago. Having reached the conclusion that bog-standard Chablis is overpriced and overhyped, I unconsciously resolved never to waste money on it again. Until last month anyway, when I found a half-price offer and bought a case mail-order. It seemed to me that revisiting your prejudices once every 15 years or so is about right..
For around £4.50 a bottle it’s reasonable. At £9.00 (its normal price) it would have been way overpriced. But it’s not bad. I need to keep my hands off it for a while now; partly because of my training, and partly because I think it will certainly improve in bottle. Quite high levels of acidity, as expected in such a young wine. Quite astringent in fact, but I don’t read too much into that. I tend not to think of Chablis as being over-endowed with fruit.
(I should be tapping all these details into my wine database, but the project I began some months ago hit the buffers of real work, and lies in the “To Be Continued” sidings. It will get finished sometime.)
