Very pleasant, pepperish taste of Syrah. Went well with puttanesca pasta. — 4 years ago
Aria Di Caiarossa Toscana Rosso IGT 2012: Elegant structure. Tremendous balance & harmony. Great flavor characteristics of red fruits, dark fruits, rose hip, spice & eucalyptus. This is a Tuscan red blend of exceptional quality (& value) featuring Cabernet Franc, Syrah, Alicante, Cabernet Sauvignon & Petit Verdot. Moreover, each grape varietal shines thru producing an unforgettable final blend with a smooth & addictive finish. Glad I still have one more bottle! Cheers🍷 — 5 years ago
Nose: white flowers. As this open lemon oil. Gorgeous. Really beautiful.
Palate: elegant hints of peach. Mineral. So fresh. Delicious. So juicy. You just want to drink this. As this opens a pleasant and ephemeral richness. Not so much that it’s a rich wine. But enough that it’s a serious wine. So delicious and elegantly rich.
Long long finish.
One of the best value white wines in the world. Should be $100+. Wow.
Fass selections — 8 months ago
Carbone at Aria — 3 years ago
Another good Pinot noir champagne — 4 years ago
Wine with pizza at Five-50 at Aria for Kenzie’s b-day. Excellent wine and extraordinary for the price. Perfect for pizza. — 5 years ago
Aged well. Subtle complexities and well balanced. Would drink again. — 3 years ago
Dark ruby. Voluptuous nose of black cherry and black cranberry. Medium full palate of black cherry/cranberry cobbler. Fine medium plus tannins and medium acidity assert from entry but don’t overpower. Incredible balance. Medium finish. An introductory Toscana that checks off all the boxes and prepares one for Caiarossa’s premium offerings with aplomb. Drink now through 2026 when you can hit the Aria. — 3 years ago
If wine is bottled poetry, then this is the bottle. — 4 years ago
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In the glass, the Virevolte Haut-Médoc unfurls like a velvet curtain parting on an opera at dusk. Its robe is a brooding garnet—deep, moody, suggestive of candlelit chiaroscuro and philosophical malaise. The bouquet is an olfactory aria: first, a plume of graphite and cigar box, as though the wine spent its formative years in the library of a Parisian diplomat. These give way to whispers of stewed blackcurrant, truffle ash, and petrichor on polished leather, evoking an autumnal horseback ride through the forgotten paths of Gascony.
On the palate, the wine does not so much speak as pronounce. The structure is austere yet self-assured, with tannins that march in double-breasted formation. Merlot offers a baritone plushness, while Cabernet Sauvignon contributes a tensile, almost Stoic verticality. Subtle mineral tension runs like a minor key through the mid-palate—an ode, perhaps, to the gravelly terroir that birthed it.
The finish is prolonged and philosophical—less an end than a Socratic ellipsis. One is left pondering not only the provenance of the wine but the transience of joy itself. — a month ago