South America is one the most captivating continents in the wine world. Amanda Barnes explains why she wrote The South America Wine Guide in this introduction to the book.
magical realism
(noun)
- A chiefly Latin American literary genre, that paints a realistic view of the modern world while also adding magical elements.
- An artistic genre that depicts the real world as having an undercurrent of magic or fantasy.
Surrealism comes from the reality of Latin America… it runs through the streets”
Gabriel García Márquez, prominent magical realism author from Colombia
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I was spellbound by Latin America long before I came to live here. I had been captivated by the words of magical realism authors like Gabriel García Márquez and Jorge Luis Borges, lured by the seductive sounds of samba and tango. I was drunk too on the intoxicating images of sky-scraping ancient villages perched on the Andean mountaintops, towering granite spires looming over the ice fields of Patagonia, and rainforests spilling out onto idyllic white sand beaches.
Admittedly, I had fallen in love with South America from afar. But on my arrival to Argentine wine country in 2009, my preconceptions were blown out of the water. There were no diamonds hidden inside the oranges; I never found a book of sand, nor did samba spill out into the streets.
The image I’d conjured up of life in South America was very different to the reality of living in the wine regions of Argentina and Chile. And while I didn’t experience the whirlwind romance of exoticism I had expected or been yearning for, I did fall in love with something else. And it has certainly sent me down a rabbit hole.
I fell in love with wine, specifically South American wine, and the incredible people and places that make it. The transformational relationship between place, people and liquid felt like magical realism to me.
It’s incredible how the taste of a tangy, mouth-watering Chilean Sauvignon Blanc can take you back to the salty, cold morning fog that engulfs you as you stand shivering in the cool-coastal vineyards. Or how each glass of Malbec, which embraces you in aromas of ripe plums, violets, jarilla herbs and minerals, can immediately transport you to a spring walk through a landscape of wild herbs and flowers while the warm sunshine bakes the rocky mountainsides of Mendoza. Indeed, it still fascinates me how the exquisite taste of an old vintage can conjure up the deepest memories of a family that has grown up making these wines, generation after generation, amidst a labyrinth of ancient Criolla vines.
Just one sip of wine is enough for it to evoke far away places, people and times. And the magical wine world of South America opened my mind to a wonderland that went far beyond the wine or the looking glass.
