By Peter Vetsch
Sicily update: the streak is over! Ask and ye shall receive. After a rather bizarre run of three straight bottles in this dozen from Italy’s most prolific wine island, our request to the cosmos for variety has been granted with fervour, as we are off to the German-est (and thus potentially the best) part of France, Alsace…where, incidentally, my Vetsch family ancestors apparently hailed from five or six or seven generations ago. Maybe that’s why I love Riesling so much. Alsace is something of a mystery to me from a vinous perspective, because despite producing solidly priced and consistently high-quality wines, and despite being one of the few Old World locales to actually consider the casual-drinking consumer enough to place grape varietal names on their labels, the region is almost always a hard sell in our market. Perhaps adopting the white wine focus, gothic scripts and tall fluted bottles from its German forefathers was not the best marketing decision after all. But when the wine is in a test tube as opposed to a flute…now we’re talking.
The non-Sicilian wine in question is the 2016 Pierre Henri Ginglinger Riesling, yet another Vinebox offering about which Internet information is strangely nigh-unavailable. Maybe they are so eager to give you a surprise in the box that they have shut down all worldly sources of data about the bottlings they select. Maybe their chosen producers have to sign the mother of all NDAs. Either way, I speak of family estates and generational turnover with admiration quite a bit, but THIS…this is that on an absurd scale. The Ginglinger family first planted vines in 1610, and generation number TWELVE is currently at the controls of the estate. Come on. Their winery building looks like something out of Hansel and Gretel, nestled in the centre of the medieval town of Eguisheim, which is closer to Freiburg in Germany than the Alsatian hub of Strasbourg and is the birthplace of wine in Alsace; the winery’s appearance may have something to do with the fact that it was built in 1684, trivia so good that it makes an appearance on not only Ginglinger’s bottles, but even its Vinebox vial: