56th WEINSHIFF

Connoisseurs of fine wines may know this. There are many great wines in Switzerland. Furthermore, as the types and characters of grapes vary depending on the area where the language is spoken, a vast variety of wine was born.

When I went to the jazz festival in Montreux, I had a chance to taste the white of Laveaux, which was just wonderful. Well-known places for white wine using Chasselas grapes are Vaud near the Lake Leman, as well as Valais in its south and along the Lake Neuchâtel near the French border.
When you talk about the red, white and rose of Merlot, it will be Ticino in the area where Italian is spoken. Where you can find wines that share similar tastes of Pinot Noir or Pinot Gris from French Alsace, or that from Baden in Germany, will be around the Lake Zurich and the western Switzerland. Just for your information, we also have what we call, Zurich wine.

I hear that some grapes that were planted in the Roman Era are still grown. It is really amazing to know that tens of different kinds of grapes are grown in the wine regions in this country which is about the same size as Kyushu.

Why there aren’t many Swiss wines in Japan where gourmet foods collected from around the world?

That is because the Swiss love wine very much. It does not mean that we do not export any, but since the people here drink wine 3 times the quantity of the domestic production, as a matter of fact, and the shortage has brought more and more imported wines. I thought that they did not want to share something delicious with other countries, but now I understand what the reason was. First of all, the grapes grown on the land where machines are hardly used because of its steep slopes, are only picked up by human hands, and also because it requires lot of traditional manual methods to make wine, they are overwhelmingly in short supply.

It seems like these conditions are the background. For the 2 weeks up to the mid November, just to be in time for Christmas, Zurich holds a large-scale wine exhibition every year.

From Bürkliplatz where Old Town and the financial district meet, not only sightseeing boats but also commuter boats run to various places. The annual EXPOVINA, commonly known as Weinshiff, is held here, by having 12 boats lined-up and anchored at this old pier near the Lake Zurich. It is open to public and it is the world’s largest wine expo. It stared in 1953 and this year celebrated the 56th anniversary.
More than 120 booths of wine producers and importers, were set up in the 12 boats. When it comes to the number of different types of wine, it will be easily 4000 at the least.

Carrying the catalogue given at the entrance, you go around the booths you wanted to try, and after tasting, you check those names corresponding to the booth numbers that you liked, to put down the points.

Having visited several times in the past years, I thought I was starting to get the hand of it. However, since the number of displayed wines is tremendous, it is too audacious to think about completing the tour of the whole 12 boats including the one that turned to a Swiss restaurant, in a single day. Your tongue, nose and inside your mouth will become blunt for judgment, or in other words, in my case, you cannot trust your taste buds any longer.

This year, there was somewhat unusual Spanish Rioja in the very left boat, but since the boat was swinging due to its small size, we moved on quickly to the next boat. Although other boats were anchored steadily and no worries of sea sickness, once you started from fruity white, by listening to the explanations by the dealers, and moved on by thinking “Well, next I should try a little heavier red” and so on, you would feel too great and your spirits would be high after you have tried the 10th one.

First, I went with my friend who was a wine-tasting professional to go around. However, I did not decide on certain label that day, and went back again on a different day for more focused direction, to try some interesting ones that I usually do not drink.

What we wanted to go after was German white. Baden, Pfalz, Saar, Rheinhessen, Rheingau, and Mosel, we tasted along the Rhein. While I always thought that German wines were sweet, tasting those wines made me realize that my knowledge was too premature. There were many bottles that demonstrated refreshing, deep, and elegant tastes.

Finally what we decided was Sheurebe of Mosel and Riesling, as well as a sweet one of Sheurebe which gave us the impression to be the one to taste after the Christmas dinner.

Although 6 bottles were the minimum to order in general, some booth started to be more flexible so that we could mix 6 different bottles for one order.

It was Friday night. In addition to some relaxed couples, people after work started to join us.
Very attractive 2 women, assumed still in their 20s, were asking the dealer many detailed questions one after another. Over there, one young man with backpack was taking notes, while a senior couple was relaxed and enjoying the conversation at the counter, checking the list.

We moved around the Swiss wine section, but the surroundings of popular wines turned into a place for social interaction. It was so jammed that we changed our direction to Italy.

Although the order was totally reverse, we were able to take a break with chilled Prosecco, an Italian sparkling wine, which we casually order as aperitif in restaurants in Zurich.

We sorted out our cellar in the basement to welcome those wines we ordered, but still waiting for their arrival.

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Alt Rosa

We are already counting down the remaining days of summer.
Totally unexpected scorching sunlight in May, long continuous rain and cold days in July, then suddenly cleared-up skies without clouds in August, as if what had been lost was found or the heaven was trying to make up to make sense.
The weather in the mountains is unpredictable.
Once this dazzling scenery is snatched away, surely it will be fall.
“As it is so beautiful, we just thought about having a party.” We received an invitation with a very short notice. As we did not have anything planned over the weekend, we just loved that idea.
There is my favorite florist in the residential neighborhood. This is the place where I always buy flowers for presents.
Now I am a regular to this shop, but as a matter of fact, I did not recognize the store for a long time even though we passed by car in the front many times. When the season changed and the trees became leafless, I just realized the existence of this shop when I saw people coming in and out.
It blends in the town too perfectly to recognize, unless somebody introduced to you. Somewhat, I felt it has an atmosphere where strangers are not welcomed.
Up the stone steps, and you open the door.
Some Europeans who look snobs in this neighborhood with picky orders to place, are choosing large white flowers.
Inside the room where flowers and trees are abundant, a rock table is placed and dead branches of the trees, driftwoods and old pots are scattered around. The lantern hanging from the ceiling might be available if I ask for.
The interior shows some mixture of taste, but it is close to the one of southern France.
I found the color that will suit the madam that we meet tonight.。
Alt Rosa.
Western hydrangea with huge flowers that you have to hold in both hands, is called “rose color of the past.” Subtle pink color, as if regressing. Since Victorian age in the 19th century, this color has enchanted many women.
Looking down from the terrace the lake where white-sailed yachts were heading to the opposite shore, glasses went around to start apero. All the church bells started to ring at the same time, telling that tomorrow would be the Sabbath.
The dinner at the end of summer went very slowly. This feeling of freedom was so comfortable.
Surrounding the main dish, the time of laughter passed by, and all of us looked up the star-lit night sky, each quietly moved.
Alt Rosa was at the back of the room.
Author : Mieko Yagi | Posted : 2009年8月24日 | No Comments | Categories : Interior, Life style
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Lake-side Private Beach

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Unfortunately, this is not my personal property.

Along the Lake Zurich, there is a place called “private beach” where only the local residents can use. Once the key of this beach is opened in early June, in the afternoon of any hot days, you will find at least someone lying under the sun. 。

When weekend comes, families enjoy sunbathing. Adults enjoy reading or simply gazing the lake. Diving, sailing and canoeing are alternatives.Birds in the lake and humans swim together.The summer in the northern Europe is beautiful and shortThere is no period that you may enjoy end-of-summer melancholy feeling, and the weather turns straight into autumn.

Because of this or not, it is not unusual to see some people who rather stay in Switzerland around this time of the year, and then travel to the southern Europe, North Africa or around Turkey for longer vacations.If you are an adult-only couple, this is another way of enjoying freedom supported by the adjective of “independent.”After you send out an email and you receive an automatic reply saying the office will be closed for 2 weeks. They are off again! I always wonder how many times they take holidays a year.Zurich entered into Sommerferien yesterday. Schools are closed for summer until the middle of August.

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