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Alas—what does a writer of romance novels and unapologetic drinker of Sauvignon Blanc do when she finds herself in Oregon? She puts the back of her hand to her forehead and sighs loudly, and then, being of a practical nature, she turns to the woman next to her at the bar and asks what’s she’s drinking. The odds are excellent that the answer will be Erath pinot noir, as it was for me on that drizzly, Pacific Northwest day.
It turned out to be perfectly fitting that my first serious sampling of Oregon wine would be Erath. Ask anyone around these parts and they’ll tell you the story: It was founded in 1965 by an experiment in engineer Dick Erath’s garage. I don’t know what that first batch tasted like, but it must have been hellagood because it was enough to make Dick start studying viticulture at UC-Davis, California’s premier wine college. Wine Enthusiast calls the 2014 “medium bodied . . . well-ripened red and blue fruits, a lick of toast, well-built tannins, and a finishing streak of dark roasted coffee.” I like it.
Eventually Mr. Erath uprooted his family to an unheated cabin outside of Dundee, and the rest is, as they say, history. Everywhere you go in the Willamette, the name Dick Erath is synonymous with pinot. You can read more about Erath Winery here.
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