So much of what I want in a textbook Albariño I love that there’s a body, a weight, and also a almost effervescence. This one massages and lightly scratches like the best of back rubs except it’s your tongue so get into that. Apples and greens and lilies are finished with cream and fleur de seal. Gosh this wine would be a great vegetarian side were it to metamorphosis into solid food. — a year ago
Floral because it’s Fleurie? Maybe not but I’ll never stop commenting on how much I love that Cru Beaujolais sounds like it tastes. Violets just throw themselves at you like a bridal bouquet (don’t know if violets are traditional to a bouquet but if I ever have one maybe they will be) and anyway even if you are a commitment-phobe like me you’re gonna catch this wine. There may be rose or so and some plums and then just this wine wants to flow through your veins with happiness and if happiness flowing through your veins is something a relationship could bring then I am at least giving this a second date. — a year ago
What I want, what I need! Out of Cru Beaujolais. Given air. It needs some air so take your time time or decant in advance. I mean it is cool and fabulously balanced out of the gate but give it about 45 minutes and all sorts of aromas and flavors come out. Violets to wit. Besides those come greenery and bright blackberries and blueberries and it’s a geode in a glass. With time it is a geode giving life to violets. — a year ago
It’s got that garrigue that’s just like, hey, I’m gonna be dehydrating some lavender and roses back here and everyone pretends like they are just letting garrigue do it’s thing but they really cherish it.
This has poise and nuance and beyond the dried flowers we could discuss perhaps a polka if polkas have grace (they can make you dance on air in the right arms) and just enough grounding. In all honesty I don’t necessarily reach for Provence when I want rosé but this is one I am into — a year ago
Deeeeeliteful. Very unassuming but it’s got subtle depth. Salinity and citrus soothed by honeysuckle. It’s like, “I’m gonna sprint across the ocean walking on water but when I get zonked I’m gonna stop to smell the roses, ocean marathons can wait” and then it trots on. Supes into it. — a year ago
I love this wine. It is perfume in all the right ways—that classic spritz feel Vinho Verde gives really lifts you just far enough from the roses and orange blossoms so you are gliding over the garden but choking in the aromas. And as your air-chariot (like a hoverboard but you get to sit) glides you also get to much some honeydew and all of it feels like how in THINK early morning sunrise dewy gardens should feel. There is also a vanilla bean nature but not like oak, more a body and richness heavy enough to give it gravity, but not so heavy your hoverboard-glider-chariot will crash. — a year ago