Seufert Winery may be small but its expansive and pinot noir is its signature
written by Carrie Wynkoop of Cellar 503
Every industry has its talent scouts, the men and women who can spot quality before their competitors. When it comes to vineyards growing pinot noir, Jim Seufert was recognized as “a future star of Oregon wine” right from the start.
Seufert Winery is a small production winery that flies under the radar, but pinot noir aficionados love Seufert’s approach—producing a half-dozen single-vineyard pinots every year using the exact same winemaking regimen on every wine. With a minimalist approach, he endeavors not to “work” the wines, so that the terroir, the climate and the season shine through.
A fourth-generation Oregonian, Seufert’s love of this place is expressed in the wines that he makes. If you want to taste the difference between a Yamhill pinot and a Dundee Hills pinot, stop in at Seufert’s Dayton winery. As one critic wrote, you’re tasting “the vineyard in a bottle” at Seufert.
Of course, his multiple-vineyard blends of pinot noir have also won praise, as he blends the nuances of flavor like an accomplished chef (and oh yeah, he’s one of those, too!).
We’re excited to feature his white pinot noir again this year. It was such a huge hit with our club members last year that we’ve brought it back. The perfect wine for both white and red wine lovers during these hot days of summer.
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