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SOMETIMES YOU have to hand it to the French. Insular, smug, and
culturally arrogant they may often be; but they also don't go in
for guff about any attack on traditional values being tantamount
to fomenting class warfare.
The most recent assault on a sacred French cow emerged against
the unlikely background of a doctoral dissertation entitled
"Taste: A Study in the Representation of Chemical Substances in
the Arena of Consciousness." Not, ordinarily, a subject to
engage the deeper passions, but the author, Frð_ric Brochet, was
concerned not with taste in general but with taste as applied to
the evaluation and appreciation of wine.
Brochet employed three distinct methodologies: computerized
textual analysis of over 100,000 expert tasting notes (including
9,000 by American wine guru Robert M. Parker Jr.); comparison of
ratings by expert tasters in totally blind and open tastings of
the same wines; and real-time functional magnetic imaging of the
brains of tasters in the act of tasting.
After appropriate statistical massaging, Brochet's results prove
that a lot of what wine connoisseurs say about wine is humbug: A
side-by-side chart of best-to-worst rankings of 18 wines by a
roster of experienced tasters showed about as much consistency
as a table of random numbers.
To collect his own tasting data, Brochet played a couple pretty
dirty tricks on his volunteers. In one tasting, he served a
white wine and elicited all the usual descriptions: "fresh, dry,
honeyed, lively." Later he served the same wine dyed red: Out
came the red terms: "intense, spicy, supple, deep." In another
test, he submitted a mid-range Bordeaux in two different
bottles, one labeled as a cheap table wine, the other bearing a
grand cru etiquette: Guess which one was "woody, complex, and
round" and which was "short, light, and faulty"?
If Brochet had kept his findings in dissertation form, all might
yet have been well in the land of fine vines. But he cheekily
submitted it to AcadôŽe Amorim, a Portuguese wine-cork-making
firm which gives an annual prize to scholars its selection
committee feels have made the greatest contribution to the
science of wine. The grand prize for 2001 went to "a study of
genetic polymorphism in the cultivated vine (Vitis vinifera L.)
by means of microsatellite markers." But Brochet's little
bombshell took runner-up position, and la merde promptly hit le
ventilateur.
The press, predictably, has had a field day. "Drinkers have long
suspected it, but now French researchers have finally proved
it," burbled the London Times' Adam Sage from Paris; "wine
'experts' know no more than the rest of us." The same paper's
Kate Muir was even tarter in an item in her Diary column:
"Following rigorous textual analysis of the Hachette, Parker,
and Gault Millau wine guides, Brochet has concluded that their
comments are 'baloney.' For this he gets a doctorate."
Delightful as it is to catch masters of wine as red in the face
as the (dyed) wine in their glasses, Brochet's study aims to go
beyond mere pantsing of poseurs. In the introduction to his
prizewinning paper, he writes: "Tasting is [a form of]
representation. Indeed, when our brain performs the task of
'recognizing' or 'comprehending,' it is manipulating
representations. In reality, the taste of wine is a perceptual
representation, because it manifests an interaction between
consciousness and reality."
OK, maybe you had to be there¡ªor, better, read the whole essay,
which is available on the AcadôŽe Amorim Web site
(www.academie-amorim.com). What Brochet's study demonstrates is
that science has so far illuminated little about how our brains
turn experience into knowledge, and that if we're not careful,
attentive, and ever suspicious of our certainties, the evidence
of our senses can't begin to compete with the expectations
planted in our conscious minds (often, without our noticing it,
by others).
It's much the same lesson taught by UW psych prof Elizabeth
Loftus' studies of how "eyewitnesses" can remember events they
never saw: Words and concepts and expectations trump perception
every time; and among the senses themselves, the eyes have it
all over smell, taste, and touch.
Touch? You bet; almost all red wines have some tannins in them,
extracted from the grape skins during fermentation along with
the pigments that make them red in the first place. Tannins feel
"rough" on the tongue. You'd think that anybody, let alone a
veteran wine taster, would notice the absence of such a basic
sensory datum.
And in fact, a small percentage of drinkers do. "About 2 to 3
percent of people detect the white wine flavor," Brochet told an
interviewer last month, "but invariably they have little
experience with wine culture. . . . Connoisseurs, . . . the more
training they have, the more mistakes they make." Words to live
by¡ªand not just when drinking wine.
Roger Downey's science column appears every other week.
Posted by rocco at June 26, 2006 12:27 PMI've been making my own wine for years. It's like olviltine. mix the juice with some distilled water and BAM!.. Château Nuf De Pap.
Marilea had a bunch of friends who would get together and stretch adjectives to describe wine.
I say take a swig and discuss the role of Elitists in the 21st century and how they can be consumed by the masses.(jeopardy..ce qui est la révolution française
um.
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okay. so i've been pretty dumb today overall, but i feel like this article was written with a different set of grammar rules. i read it. er, i think i read it. i dunno. too many big words. i need a glass of wine.
Posted by: missy at June 26, 2006 10:03 PMOk. I tried the whole ovaltine and juice thing and it doesn't make wine.
Posted by: rocco at June 27, 2006 5:07 PMAMAZING article!
Posted by: becka at June 28, 2006 8:44 PM