Get ready to put on your dancing shoes!!
Why? Because the name on this wine, Tablao, is a word used to denote a flamenco show, a flamenco venue, or the dance floor on which flamenco is performed. I can hear those heels rat-a-tat-tatting now!
Quite an interesting choice of names for a wine label, don’t you think? It certainly promises a lot! Think of all the things that flamenco conjures in the imagination. Flamenco is exciting, dynamic, vibrant, passionate, and sensual! It exudes a feeling of controlled chaos – the musicians, singers and dancers playing on the edge of rhythmic and emotional anarchy. Whew! That’s a lot to live up to. Does the wine do the name justice? Well …
Winemaker: Tablao (by Bodega Pagos de Aráiz)
Wine: Red Wine
Varietal: Red Blend
Appellation: Navarra DDO, Spain
Price: $9.99 at Whole Foods
Notes: This Tablao red from the Navarra region in the far north of Spain is made from 81% Tempranillo, 9% Garnacha, 8% Merlot, and 2% Cabernet Sauvignon grapes. In the glass this inexpensive blend is dark with lots of berries, herbs and floral notes in the bouquet. I found it to be a medium-bodied wine with good acidity and lighter tannins. Alcohol was at 13.5%. On the tongue I thought this Navarran red a rather ebullient, playful wine more reminiscent of a Barbera, say, than a Tempranillo. [Yes, I know Barbera is an Italian … but there you have it.] Anyway, the flavors I found were black raspberry, cola, some tar, a touch of oak and a quick zip of menthol on the finish. As to whether it lived up to it’s name …. Well, that would be a tall order, I think, for any wine and especially for a selection that was a budget-friendly $7.99 on sale. It certainly was energetic and fun to drink. It was also a good value. I’d say those are reasons enough to want to get up and dance.
Hmmm. Wine from Navarra! Like, that’s Navarre, isn’t it? I wonder …. Seems to me I saw a movie about Navarre. I think it was a funny one. Yes, that’s right. It was about several guys making a pact to swear off sex and then facing extreme temptation. What was it called again? Wait, wait, don’t tell me. Oh, oh, oh! It wasn’t a movie; it was a play. And it was called, uh. It was called, uh … Love’s Labor’s Lost by that guy from England. You remember! He wrote a lot of old stuff. Starts with a “W.” Will, Wilbur, Willard, Will.i.am? No,no – William. William … Shakespeare! Of course. And in the story, one of the “guys” who decides to devote himself to studying and fasting while shunning women’s company is the King of Navarre. See? I knew it sounded familiar.
If you think the preceding “scene” was contrived, I have to admit that it is – disturbingly – not that far removed from what really went through my mind. Ha!