In honor of French President Emmanuel Macron’s recent state visit to the United States, and since the U.S. Supreme Court is hearing oral arguments in Trump v. Hawaii, I’m re-posting my review of Pouilly Fumé in its brief entirety, reformatted and out of order. [Originally posted on FB on January 26, 2018.]
If I have anything at all in common with the current Administration, it’s an unabashed preference for European whites, French ones in particular.
With that in mind, let’s scooch to the left of Burgundy and down to the lovely Loire Valley and the village of …wait for it… Pouilly-sur-Loire. Phonetically translated, Pooey-on-the-Loire sounds more alarming than refreshing, but the Pouilly Fumé (“smoked pooey,” also alarming) produced here represents quite nicely what can be achieved with the sauvignon blanc varietal. Pouilly Fumé is 100 percent SB.
If it weren’t so funny sounding, the French would say it has a “chuchotement de pamplemousse” (translated, a whisper of grapefruit)
I was talking about the wine 