We've been testing our syrah palates this past week, and so we decided to sample this cellar orphan from Australia's Clare Valley. After the overoaked blueberry bomb from Sequel and the Northern Rhone wannabe from Doyenne, it unexpectedly provided a third entirely different and fascinating data point for new world syrah. On the nose, the 2004 Adelina offered black currant, blackberry, mint and earth. On the palate, more savory than sweet or at least pretty even with black fruit with dark chocolate-covered espresso beans, damp forest and dusty tannins. To my synaesthia-addled brain, where syrahs are always blue, red and purple, this one was black and green. Not underripe, though, the fruit's there, it's just admirably cool-climate in tone and structure. Drinks well now but has a good future ahead of it.
This is the style of Australian syrah that most Americans don't realize exists and that Mr. Parker doesn't want you to have. We loved it, and are so so sorry that we don't have additional bottles.
