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No critic in any discipline, be it literature, music, dance, architecture, theatre, film or cuisine — at any point in human history — has had as much power and influence on his or her chosen field as Robert B. Parker. Parker’s 100-point system dictates what wines will sell and what wines won’t.

A Parker score of 90 points or above will ensure that the product will fly off the shelves globally. Eighty-seven points just won’t cut it.

The one-time Maryland lawyer and founder of the newsletter The Wine Advocate, champions super-ripe, richly extracted, powerful wines. So much so that the French, who have the most to lose by not pleasing Parker’s palate, have coined a verb that describes the process of making wine that will appeal to him: “parkeriser.” Loosely translated, this means: to produce a wine with as much flavour as possible for a desired Parker score.

So much power concentrated in the palate of one man may seem dangerous; but I don’t consider this necessarily a bad thing. Since the 1980s French producers have relied too heavily on their past reputations and have not responded quickly enough to competition from the New World. Many of the fabled wines of Bordeaux and Burgundy were picked under-ripe whenever the weather forecast threatened rain around harvest time or were aged in barrels that deserved to be cut in half and used as flowerpots.

The Ontario wine industry has lost one of its pioneers just when the Icewine was ready for picking. John Marynissen, a grape grower in the Niagara Peninsula for 55 years, died at the age of 84 on January 2nd after a protracted illness that had hospitalized him.

John immigrated to Canada from Holland in 1952 and got a job picking fruit in Niagara Falls. A year later he and his wife Adriana purchased a farm in Niagara-on-the-Lake, which already had a small labrusca vineyard. But John had ambitions to grow the noble grapes of Europe. Against all the accepted wisdom he planted Cabernet Sauvignon in 1978 — the year he was elected Ontario’s Grape King.

This was the first Cabernet Sauvignon vineyard in Canada. John made wine from these grapes using carbonic maceration, and I recall tasting one of his bottlings with Ken Douglas (then a lawyer and award-winning home winemaker, now a lawyer and co-owner of 13th Street Winery). We were sitting in John’s living room on the farm and he brought up a series of wines from his basement — Chardonnay, Riesling and a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon. It was terrific, just one of a string of first-class wines in his amateur portfolio.

In Tidings’ November issue I wrote about moving into a condo. My wife Deborah and I — plus Pinot the Wonder Dog — left a three-storey brick house in North Toronto for an apartment half the size. Nine years ago when we bought the house, I had a climate-controlled wine cellar built in the basement that could accommodate 1000 bottles.

That cellar was my pride and joy. I would visit it even when I didn’t need a wine, just to enjoy the sight of neat rows of bottles slumbering in ideal conditions. My cellar, I decided, was a health spa for wines. But in moving, I had to subject its contents to the oenological equivalent of the Rape of the Sabines. The bottles had to be torn from the racks, boxed and dispatched to a wine "hotel" until I can accommodate them in the condo (more of this in future columns).

The "hotel" in question is the Fine Wine Reserve, an off-site storage facility in downtown Toronto that has conditions even more wine-salubrious than my small basement cellar. While I always recommend that cellar owners have a system that allows them to know exactly where every bottle is located (cellartracker.com is a good start), mine was governed by the Serendipity Syndrome.

Nova Scotia wine

Every emerging wine region needs a magnet. Something to draw us city folk into wine country. In British Columbia’s Okanagan Valley, it is the magnificent temple to Dionysus that Anthony von Mandl built at Mission Hill. In Quebec, it’s the Chapelle Ste. Agnès Vineyard, a tiny piece of the Rhône in the Sutton Mountains of southern Quebec, established in 1997 by Montreal antique dealer Henrietta Antony. In Ontario, it could have been the proposed Frank Gehry winery for Le Clos Jordanne, until Constellation put the project on the back burner after they purchased Vincor. Currently in Niagara, the draw is such architectural eye-openers like the ones of Stratus, Tawse, Flat Rock Cellars and Jackson-Triggs.

For Nova Scotia I predict that the crowd-puller will be a new winery in the Gaspereau Valley called Benjamin Bridge that is set to open in an interim building early next year. In keeping with the new wave of Canadian wineries Benjamin Bridge’s owner Gerry McConnell made his fortune in another field (mining) before getting his feet into the vat, so to speak.

Water is the major component of the human body — and the same is true for grapes. The pH of your stomach acid is about the same as the pH of wine (which is why wine is good for your digestion).

So it may not be too much of a stretch to suggest that wine, being the most human of beverages, will be subject to the same forces that govern population growth. Thomas Malthus, the eighteenth-century British demographer and political economist, in a 1789 paper, posited that population grows in geometric proportion while the food supply grows only in arithmetic proportions. Mankind, he argued, will not be able to sustain itself if it goes on procreating the way it has been.

There are checks, however: wars, pandemics and natural disasters are Nature’s way of controlling population growth. I’m beginning to think the same thing is happening to wine.

First the bad news. Once the dust settles on the Beijing Olympics in 2008, wine prices for the world’s icon wines will rise significantly. Romanée-Conti, Pétrus, First-Growth Bordeaux and Château d’Yquem will be out of range for all but the mega-rich. This pressure on supply will affect prices for second-tier fine wines and have a trickle-down effect.

Why? Because the wealthy Chinese will witness how Western businessmen entertain in Beijing hotels and restaurants — and millionaires like to have what other millionaires have. Namely, the world’s great wines. There is only a limited supply of each vintage of the above-mentioned wines, which means that their prices will go up.

Now the good news. Regions that hitherto supplied the market with wallet-friendly but eminently drinkable wines will fill the gap with more elegant — and slightly more costly — versions of wines they already sell.

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