On our first night in Santa Cruz we got the tip from Randall Graham at Bonny Doon (blog on this hunter of terroir once I have finished his book Been Doon So Long) to go to the wine bar Soif. Since a wine-buyer friend of mine had also suggested I try their wine list we braved pouring rain to head out for a taste. When I say “pouring rain” I mean there were bucket-loads dropping from the sky so you better believe we were motivated. Because of some game which must have been important the place was pretty calm. Lucky us – it meant we could sit at the bar and chat with our lovely bartender Rachel. It’s really nice to get someone behind the bar who has a serious background in wine, even having worked in the vineyards. Because her many years as an organics-friendly wine educator, Rachel could tell us that – regardless of if Biodynamics seems weird at times – seeds planted on the eve of a full moon will sprout at the same time, while seeds planted on another day of the month will appear one by one. Interesting.
She poured us little tasters of what must have been half of the red wine list. We saw it as speed dating. In the end, Marisa settled for a German-speaking Italian (Manincor “Mason” Pinot Nero from Alto Adige), while I fell for George. George was a hunk of a man. Rough around the edges with a haunting sage and violet touch. He made me feel something, with a kind of sensual, almost sexual “grip”. We tried many wines that evening but by the end, we were both flirting terribly with George. Had we been in the mood, we could have taken him home, since Soif has a small wine shop. Just like the wine list, it’s mainly organic and Biodynamic small producer wines. But instead, we enjoyed his company with a divine little plate of side of pork and the freshest possible calamari.
Soif is a place I can definitely recommend if you are in Santa Cruz. If you see the beautiful globetrotter Rachel, tell her hi from us. Just stay away from my George.