The flavor of yeast in wine of Nevada
Discover the of Nevada wines revealing the of yeast flavor during the olphactive analysis (nose) and during the gustative analysis (mouth).
Nevada is a state in the western United States, bordered by Oregon and Idaho to the North and California to the west. The state covers 286,000 km² (110,500 square miles) between latitudes 35° and 42°.
The wine industry is still in its infancy. Currently, Nevada is best known for whiskey and other spirits.
Although the desert state's wine industry is in its infancy, Nevada producers are convinced that the land is as suitable for viticulture as the Columbia Valley in Washington State. So far, Chardonnay, Gewurztraminer and Zinfandel have been the most successful.
Despite its name, which translates as "snowy" (after the Sierra Nevada mountain range), Nevada has an arid Climate that results in extreme temperatures. Here, daytime temperatures in summer can approach 120°F (48.
9°C) and winter nights regularly dip below 40°F (4. 5°C).
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