Graves

Graves ( /ˈɡrɑːv/; from French: 'gravelly land') is an important subregion of the Bordeaux wine region. Graves is situated on the left bank of the Garonne river, in the upstream part of the region, southeast of the city Bordeaux and stretch over 50 kilometres (31 mi). Graves is the only Bordeaux subregion which is famed for all three of Bordeaux' three main wine types—reds, dry whites and sweet wines—although red wines dominate the total production. Graves AOC is also the name of one Appellation d'origine contrôlée (AOC) which covers most, but not all of the Graves subregion.

The area encompasses villages including Sauternes, Pessac, Talence, Léognan, Martillac, Saint-Morillon, and Portets.

The name Graves derives from its intensely gravelly soil. The soil is the result of glaciers from the Ice Age, which also left white quartz deposits that can still be found in the soil of some of the top winemaking estates.

Read more about Graves:  History, Wine Styles, Appellations in Graves

Famous quotes containing the word graves:

    Down the road, on the right hand, on Brister’s Hill, lived Brister Freeman, “a handy Negro,” slave of Squire Cummings once.... Not long since I read his epitaph in the old Lincoln burying-ground, a little on one side, near the unmarked graves of some British grenadiers who fell in the retreat from Concord,—where he is styled “Sippio Brister,”MScipio Africanus he had some title to be called,—”a man of color,” as if he were discolored.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)

    “Are you cold too, poor Pleiads,
    This frosty night?”
    “Yes, and so are the Hyads:
    See us cuddle and hug,” says the Pleiads,
    “All six in a ring: it keeps us warm:
    We huddle together like birds in a storm:
    —Robert Graves (1895–1985)

    Blows the wind to-day, and the sun and the rain are flying,
    Blows the wind on the moors to-day and now,
    Where about the graves of the martyrs the whaups are crying,
    My heart remembers how!
    Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894)