Originally published on March 3, 2011.
Serge Hochar, the man for whom the word legendary is not simply marketing blah blah blah, recently made his annual drive across the US marketplace. During these visits, he hosts wine dinners and holds court at various tastings in various cities. These events usually involve mind-blowing verticals of Chateau Musar’s reds and whites. For a peek behind-the-scenes of one of the NY tastings (and for some background on the Chateau, which I just can’t bear to write. yet. again.) check out David Flaherty’s post at Grapes and Grains.
While the wines themselves are stunning (and the amount of history in the glass is incredible – this time around, Rouge ’00, ’98, ’93, ’83, ’74, ’64, Blanc ’03, ’93, ’80, ’75), the real star of the show is Serge himself. He rarely talks about specifics of the wine. Routine questions about blends, vintage conditions, or flavor profiles are springboards for discussions of philosophy, family, history. To sit in the company of someone so passionate about his work, listening to him tell his stories while drinking in wines that trace the history of your life and beyond – it’s a pretty heady experience. People walk in as fans, or merely curious and leave as disciples. It’s amazing to watch.
In addition to the trade tastings and the dinners, there are also informal lunches, late night bar-nights, and the occasional even later-night margarita. Fans half his age – even a third of his age – find it difficult to keep up. (I tried this time around, and failed miserably, sleeping through a late-night Musar-fest at Anfora in order to preserve myself for a lunch the following day.)
And this was just New York. Prior to arriving, Serge had been in San Francisco, Texas, Denver, Aspen, Boston, and possibly a few other cities. This year, unlike years before, you could follow the great wave of Musar through the Twitter wine community. There was someone spellbound by the reds in California. Then someone in Texas, stunned by their first experience with the whites. Serge quotes tweeted from Boston. One of my own customers stumbling on a tasting in Aspen.
By the time Serge made it to his late-night date with Anfora, the Twitter feeds were swimming in Musar. It was as if the US wine community was at one big, continent-wide week-long wine tasting. A little nuts, a little exhausting, and a testament to one man’s larger-than-life-(and-the-internet) passion.