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Watermelon and wet stone nose it just SMELLS thirst-quenching. All that on the palate plus raspberries and a hint of finder lime and pink peppercorn—which is to say floral without being floral. And something sappy and makes me think of the color ultramarine. It is also salmon pink taffeta in texture and feel. Trinquevedel has historically a favorite of mine—I feel Iike this vintage is a bit more coy than others. A little less generous but give the glass time and it gives up pithy gems. Whether open upfront or mysterious but complex it always keeps me coming back.
Watermelon and wet stone nose it just SMELLS thirst-quenching. All that on the palate plus raspberries and a hint of finder lime and pink peppercorn—which is to say floral without being floral. And something sappy and makes me think of the color ultramarine. It is also salmon pink taffeta in texture and feel. Trinquevedel has historically a favorite of mine—I feel Iike this vintage is a bit more coy than others. A little less generous but give the glass time and it gives up pithy gems. Whether open upfront or mysterious but complex it always keeps me coming back.
And I shall continue to sing Trinquvedel’s praises. Zingier than the last vintage or so but still with that underlying richness and pavement of smooth river-washed stone. My gosh, Tavel. You should marry Trinquevedel.
And I shall continue to sing Trinquvedel’s praises. Zingier than the last vintage or so but still with that underlying richness and pavement of smooth river-washed stone. My gosh, Tavel. You should marry Trinquevedel.
Tavel, Southern Rhône, Rhône, France
