
So, if you read the little bit on the back of the bottle it talks about a sea captain who opened a “rough around the edges” tavern in the late 1800’s, and how this “broad shouldered” wine is named after him.
Now, not to be mean here, but I’ve got to say that this is the most pansy-assed wine I’ve had in a long time. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not bad… but, seriously, this wine is about as machismo as a kitten napping in a flowerbed filled with pink flowers. “Rough” is not a term I would ever use when describing this wine.
At any rate, it’s a total “new world” wine, so up front there’s tons of super ripe jammy-berry flavors (this is a cabernet?), a bit of a flabby mid-palate, a hint of green pepper, and a heavy oaked finish. Given that bleak description it sounds like I should be totally panning the wine… but there’s something that’s “just enough” working for it—something in it is right, and made it quite drinkable.
I paired it with a nice grilled tri-tip, some roasted new red potatoes, and fresh steamed broccoli.