Years ago I walked into the L.A. Wine House and asked a salesman who specialized in Spanish wines to put together a case of his reccomendations for me. For no reason at all, I never got around to opening this 1998 Castell de Falset until last night when an aged Rioja sounded like just the ticket for our sherry-braised pork with chives and prunes.
Wrong again, Mrs. Jones! First off, it's not a Rioja but would instead to be from a place I've not even heard of, Tarragona. Made of 45% grenache, 35% cab and 20% tempranillo from 50 year old vines, though, it should have been okay. But it wasn't: at first look and sniff it seemed surprisingly young--dark purple red in color with bright, polished blackcurrant fruit. After a few more sips, we realized all this was due to excessive extraction and filtration. after a few more sips, the piney flavors of what I would guess is American oak took over. And then it died. We couldn't finish a glass.