I learned a new sommelier-geeky-wine word this past week for an aroma we all know and love. “Petrichor” the name for the scent of fresh rain. The word was coined in 1964 by researchers I.J. Bear and R.G. Thomas. It is a combination of the ancient Greek word petro (rock or stone) and ichor (the fluid that is supposed to flow in the veins of the gods of Greek mythology. Poetic. Appropriate.
It could have been the time and place- the ancient stone buildings, the passing rain, the warmly lit rooms of Monteraponi– but I swear this bottle of Chianti Classico had a little bit of petrichor enchantment. Clean, mineral, and whispering of something venerable and carefully well-preserved. Magic.