This is Herman Storys Grenache aged for three years in oak. Ultra expressive and flavour packed with all grenache characteristic turn on to max. Some tertiary notes at this stage and I would not cellar this any further. It’s a nice combination of fun and serious at the same time. — 3 months ago
really nice orange wine from finger lakes. Honeysuckle, tropical fruit 🥭, really nice finish a little more savory, maybe coriander? — 3 years ago
Late bloomer! — 2 years ago
This is Riesling?? Butterscotch and green apple on the nose. The palate is susprisingly round, almost buttery, with a strange, thistly, outdoorsy quality. Unlike anything else. — 3 years ago
Extraordinary Riesling. Expressive nose of white flowers and honey and dried apples and old river rocks sticky with honey. The palate is bone dry, like an old conch shell full of grilled herbs. Nervy and chalky and electric and delicious. Made for a pour pairing with a spicy vodka sauce due to the intense, martini-like dryness. — 3 years ago
Balanced co-ferment. Unfined unfiltered. Creamsicle acids. — a year ago
Green mango, hint of jasmine essence, waxy bouquet. Really, really subtly lovely bouquet. Could smell for eons.
Slight effervescence. Mineral quality dancing with apricot fruit and bracing acidity gives this a welcome chewiness.
There’s something unrefined and natural about this that’s absolutely beautiful and earthy. It’s not trying to be anything it isn’t. It just is.
I love things like that, the true quality of itself. True, natural, earth, sunlight, tasty. — 2 years ago
Honey, oranges, mangoes, peaches. All the tropicals.
Ah man, Bloomer Creek just makes me happy. Every time I see their bottles at a retailer, I pretty much have to cop it. Today it was from Frankly Wines in TriBeCa.
Great selection and knowledge at this shop.
A little character in this one, reminding me a bit of an orange wine. Dry and got a nice minerality, but also a honeycomb sweetness and finally a bit of a zing (kind of like the herby citrusy crossover that pine needles have). I went on a guided hike in the Blue Ridge Mountains and the Biologist guide pointed out all the things we could eat in the forest. And we did. No one got sick. My dad told long, unnecessary stories to the other troop members. Ah, simpler times.
This is a glass where you close your eyes, everything else melts away, and you enjoy the simplicity, the balance, the crisp sips. — 3 years ago