Spain’s Holy Grail of Wine Discovery Begins and Ends in Priorato

Spain’s Holy Grail of Wine Discovery Begins and Ends in Priorato

One day a box arrives from K&L Wines and Spirits. Pamela announced that these wines were to help her educate herself about Spain’s various regions before she tested through the Wine & Spirit Education Trust for a Spanish Wine educator’s certificate.

In that box, there was a wine I scored higher than anything I had tasted in five years. Despite the fact I had never heard of the wine and did not know a lot about the region, but I know excellence when I taste it.

I immediately started to look up the retail price, and mistakenly thought it was a $60 a bottle, which surprised me. I would have paid that (or more) for the wine. Pamela, on the other hand, was smart enough to find a wine that tasted like $80 a bottle and paid only $30. Of course, she has been pretty good at that after being trained by one of the best at sniffing out the bargains. The Galena from Domini de la Cartoixa turned out to be the highest rated wine I had ever reviewed on our blog.

Pamela studied and passed the Spanish educators WSET test and I felt obligated to do what I do best, and that was to make it possible for us to go to Spain and experience as many wine growing regions we could in the time we had while keeping within a budget . Finding a flight for a reasonable price was easy. Reserving four-star accommodations was just as easy as arranging the flight. Setting up visits to the wineries was not as easy as I had anticipated.

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When I contacted the winery Domini de la Cartoixa, Clos Galena, we had only one day in our schedule that would work. I have this trick I use when people say no to anything I ask for. I offer to cook a meal for them. If this does not work, I move on to my next strategy, too cook a meal for someone they care about, whether it is their mother, boss or lover, and that usually works.

Sunday was the only day we could make it to El Molar, the tiny town where the winery Domini de la Cartoixa, Clos Galena resides. I was fortunate that my first email landed on the desk of Noelia Piriz. I am quite sure they do not receive many visitors at the winery and absolutely none on a Saturday or Sunday.

After reading a review of their wine that I had written, they decided they would come and meet the crazy American writers and if my desire to cook a meal for them still stood. They offered to buy the ingredients if I sent a list. A generous and sincerely hospitable offer, however any chef I know would never let someone else choose their ingredients.

Noelia was very apologetic for not being able to be there, but the Barcelona Alimentaria (food and wine expo) was taking place so her marketing skills we required somewhere else. She assured me we would have a great time with owner Miguel Pérez Cerrada and she was right.

During my entire trip throughout Spain, we ate one fantastic meal after another, so I struggled to plan what I might cook for this meal. It did not help that the lunch and dinner we ate at DOM a day prior will probably always rate in the top ten meals I have ever consumed. Chef Marc Fiba deserves more recognition than he receives and if he ever gets to Portland, Oregon, he has a place to stay as long as he will cook me a meal.

It would have helped to know how remote this place was and that the owners lived in Zaragoza, just a few minutes from the hotel we stayed in the night prior. That hotel was called Hotel Bel-Air and the restaurant associated with the hotel was called DOM. They are part of the Sercotel Chain and I would recommend any of their properties as confidently as I would a Fairmont or Ritz-Carlton. Hotel Bel-Air is located on the Mediterranean Ocean.

The day we left Castelldefels, I had come up with a menu I felt would work as long as they had a couple of stovetop burners and an oven. I might be able to make miracles happen if there happened to be a grill there. I was pretty happy as we arrived at the supermarket in our Renault Clio, confident I would find the food I would need and looked forward to cooking as we drove to the winery.

My menu consisted of starters that were traditional fare—olives, Manchego and some really good chorizo. I planned the second course to be angel hair pasta with Checca (roma tomatoes, garlic slivered and sautéed to golden brown and chopped fresh basil with extra virgin olive oil). My entrée was going to be a grilled vegetable medley. Well if they had a grill, it would be.

We phoned Miguel as soon as we arrived in EL Molar and after a couple of circles around the tiny village of El Molar, we ran into him and his family made introductions then promptly headed for the winery. Miguel politely asked if I was comfortable driving my vehicle on unpaved twisting rural roads (they could more aptly be described as paths). I could see why. He was driving a 4-wheel drive Lexus 470 but the Renault Clio was front wheel drive, and to an ex-professional motocross racer, that’s all I needed.

Domini de la Cartoixa, Clos Galena is a beautiful but remote location that has been producing wine grapes for several centuries. The Priory’s domain, and as the name indicates, these lands were once owned by the Carthusian monks of Scala Dei Priory. As well as promoting the cultivation of the vines in the middle ages, these monks drenched the Priorat with a spirituality, which can still be felt as one walks through the old vineyards.

I was a little freaked out when I saw what they called a kitchen. It reminded me of every commercial break room I had ever been in. They had a microwave, an instrument I will use only to heat up plates when I do not have a hot oven. They had a two burner electric stovetop and two quart size saucepans; there was also a paella pan. No grill.

If this was going to be the feast I had planned, I would have to get creative. Miguel’s wife and children decided to head into town to retrieve a roasted chicken as we toured the vineyards. Turns out the girls were not used to vegetarian meals being an option. That was a good thing because we really did need that chicken.

As we walked the vineyards, Miguel spoke of his background as a teacher at a local university and his dream to always make wine. Acquiring the vineyard seemed to be a right place right time sort of situation with a lot of family support.

The vineyards here are terraced and planted to Garnacha Tinta, Carinena, Syrah, Cabernet Sauvignon and Merlot. There are ants everywhere. Miguel’s family has been working this vineyard for only eight years and has opted for an organic approach to the farming. As we walked to one of the highest elevations of the winery, we could survey the landscape for miles and miles. The steep rocky terrain requires the rows of vines be terraced in parts of the vineyard.

In rural areas of Spain, many architectural remains are evident among the landscape. The remnants of one such building was on the property at Clos Galena and when I inquired to Miguel as to the approximate age of the ruins he answered somewhat nonchalantly somewhere between the 12th and 15th century. Something we do not know much about here in this country nor do we contemplate.

For me, had I not had an important meal to prepare, I would have felt compelled to inspect them closer. We talked a lot about his winery often making comparisons to the winery I was working for at that time. Since both wineries were organic, it was a relief to Miguel that he did not have to explain the cycle of growing or the fermentation process to Pamela or I.

As we walked back to the winery, we spoke about the different schedules, particularly why American wineries were open Saturday and Sunday. I was shocked that he found it hard to imagine a place where people would work on those days.

The girls (Julia, Christina and Maria) arrived back at the winery with their mother and the cooking began. We were lucky a new restaurant had opened relatively close to the winery. They arrived with a roasted chicken from that chain.

As I filled the saucepans with water, I did one hail Mary. I am not Catholic, but I figured it couldn’t hurt. Due to the size of the pans, I had to cook the pasta in a very small amount of water allowing space to achieve singular density from cooking in two different pans. The roasted red pepper seemed possible if I just created enough heat in the paella pan.

This unbelievably worked as I blistered the skin of the pepper by pressing it down against the hot surface of the paella pan by hand. I was able to blacken the skin and sweat it, to where it peeled easily. Of course, the garlic browned perfectly and the pasta miraculously was al dente. The bread was rubbed with fresh tomato juice and garlic before being heated again in the paella pan. We browned some onion then put some serious color on some zucchini and eggplant, then tossed it in balsamic vinaigrette and fresh rosemary, bringing the dish together.

Prep for the dinner went well and the wine flowed. At one point Miguel advised his spouse to watch me carefully so she could replicate the technique and Pamela quickly retorted that she had watched for two decades and replicating my dish might happen, but the odds are against it. It is odd that with Italy so close to Spain, the Tuscan way of cooking seemed foreign to this family.

The pasta course was served and received well—good parmesan had a lot to do with that. I think it was the first time they had tasted that particular flavor combination. Probably not those flavors but rather in that consistency. It was a good example of Capellini–raw tomatoes and garlic sautéed like with fresh basil, white wine and finished off with a knob of butter and some freshly cut flat (Italian) parsley.

Our conversations mostly revolved around wine. The girls were amazed at some of my street stories as they thought that stuff like that only happened in movies. As we left, I knew the experience was as enlightening for both parties involved; which is in my opinion the best thing that can happen, especially in settings like this. When two disparate parties come together for a meal across oceans and continents, and having never met or spoken before, it was a very rewarding experience, and the cuisine we shared.

The main course of roasted vegetable mélange with sherry vinegar and Spanish extra virgin olive oil was amazing, and of course, the roasted chicken played a leading support role. Miguel’s family provided dessert and it was wonderful. Being the consummate hosts that they were, they presented gifts–a book about Priorat, Clos Galena. Priorato and Miguel’s family expresses all that is good about the European lifestyle. As we drove away, I felt I had just experienced something that would change my life.

Miguel Pérez Cerrada and Clos Galena will always be my Priorat experience that I will always remember. I challenge any other wine region or winery to try and match it. We experienced hospitality at its finest. To learn more about their wines check out their site. You will be glad you did.


About the Author:

Marc has held almost every position in the food & wine industry and is committed to Celebrating Hospitality with Pride. In addition to being the co-founder and editor-at-large for Enobytes, Marc is a wine blogger contributor to (Wine Bytes) and writes the Wine Knowledge column in the print magazine About Face. The Contra Costa County Times, San Jose Mercury News, Tacoma Times Tribune and Washington Post have either interviewed or quoted Marc on his viniferous and culinary opinions. Marc has also appeared on Portland's "Vine Time" on News Radio 750 KXL and on California's Central Coast "From the Growing of the Grape to the Glass" on KUHL-AM 1410. He is also the author of A History of Pacific Northwest Cuisine: Mastodons to Molecular Gastronomy. While continuing to tenaciously search for what he may finally proclaim as his favorite wine Marc is relentless in his quest for the ultimate food and wine experience.


  1. Gregory Hall September 8, 2011 at 1:56 PM - Reply

    I really enjoy Priorat wine. Your story inspires me to make it to the region one day.

    • enobytes September 8, 2011 at 8:23 PM - Reply

      Its a magical region Gregory! Thanks for stopping by…

  2. Valerie September 10, 2011 at 2:55 PM - Reply

    I’ve drank my share of Priorat wine but I’ve never been there. I’ve heard its in a remote location and its hard to get to?

    • enobytes September 13, 2011 at 9:28 PM - Reply

      It’s not necessary hard to get to, but it is a remote location that requires a little extra time to get to — but certainly worth the drive. I’d highly recommend visiting the area if you are in the area.

  3. Kellie September 13, 2011 at 12:41 PM - Reply

    I was in Priorat last year and loved the region. It has a magical aspect that is hard to describe.

    • enobytes September 13, 2011 at 9:29 PM - Reply

      You hit it on the nail Kellie!

  4. warren knowles September 20, 2011 at 3:23 AM - Reply

    Priorat wines are some of my favourites at the moment, really enjoyed the read and will hopefully get there sometime soon!

    • MacDaddy Marc Hinton September 30, 2011 at 9:57 AM - Reply


      I is a great drive from Barcelona to Madrid and Priorat is a perfect stop sort of like San Francisco to LA with a stop in Paso Robles. I recommend a hotel group called Sercotels. Their properties are top notch Priceline has a European service called that works well and offers very good prices. Fly Iberia if you can they have an open bar even in coach.

  5. James Swann September 30, 2011 at 7:07 AM - Reply

    Montsant, named for the mountains that surround Priorat and its sister-region is well worth looking at. Soils are mixed, altitudes vary and their is, perhaps, a greater range of grape varieties.

    A good region for affordably-priced but similarly-styled wines, overal for earlier drinking.

    In Barcelona you just need to find your way, it’s a wonderful city.

    • warren knowles September 30, 2011 at 8:40 AM - Reply

      Tried a few wines from Montsant when I was in Barcelona, really enjoyable drinking and a little bit cheaper than Priorat.

  6. MacDaddy Marc Hinton September 30, 2011 at 10:27 AM - Reply

    You guys are both right about the wines from Monstant, an undiscovered region for the vast majority of American wine drinkers. The price is right and the wine is tight. Not in a wine descriptor type of way but more like it’s good thing. Some of them actually can use a bit of aeration or some bottle aging but that’s a story for a different time. Glad you enjoyed the trip. I will soon be releasing a series of stories on Portugal’s Douro River and the wonderful Quinta’s I had the pleasure to visit.

  7. Nancy October 1, 2011 at 9:18 AM - Reply

    Thanks for the share!

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