Château–Chalon is a 50–hectare hillside in Jura, one of the appellations allowed for Vin Jaune. Jean Bourdy owns half a hectare in the appellation, out of the family’s total vineyard holdings of ten hectares. It didn’t surprise me that I had never heard of this producer from Jura, but after tasting 30 of the family’s wines, including reds back to 1926, whites (chardonnay) back to 1911 and Château–Chalon back to 1865, I was confused. How had I spent more than 25 years in this business and never tasted a wine from Château–Chalon before? Were they all as great as these wines from Bourdy?
The patience required for these wines is perhaps one reason they remain an unknown commodity. Bourdy’s 1934 Cotes du Jura Blanc is a chardonnay that can stand with the greatest Montrachets, while a completely different expression of the variety. And his 1895 Château–Chalon is nothing less than astonishing. It was the last vintage the family made before phylloxera required them to replant on American rootstock. The bottle was in impeccable condition. The wine had more flesh than any of its younger relations, and more freshness than most of them as well. It was all about lusciousness—honey, brioche and richness equivalent to the ultimate white chocolate dessert (though completely dry). Following that, the 1865 was even more compelling. My only notes for that Civil War vintage: “It’s a liquid beyond description.”
My friend commented, “It’s totally invigorating to taste these wines.” And it was. I often judge a meal by how I feel afterwards—buoyed or weighed down. I had sipped carefully through the night, determined not to become intoxicated; there were many wines but the pours were slight. The buzz those wines left behind was one of the gentlest and most pleasurable I can remember. More than any taste, that made me confident to recommend them. Particularly the 2000 Château–Chalon, the new release, at eight years old still tasting like a newborn, of butterbeans and lemon cream and honshimeji mushrooms. I’m convinced of its future, even if it will never mature to the bliss of the 19th century wines in my lifetime.
This story was featured in W&S December 2008.
This story appears in the print issue of December 2008.
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