This is one of the most gossamer red wines I have ever had. The physical material is so delicate it feels almost fragile, like a butterfly's wing. The color is a pale brick and the fruit autumnal and completely beyond the primary. For a time it has me wondering whether this is just a little too "natural" (read: sans SO2) to keep a grip on its material. But even as it conveys that sense of physical fragility and seems like it could start to crack up, it never does. To the contrary, it seems to compose itself more and more the longer it's open. The scents segue from an early whiff of chemical funk to more appealing earthy funk to stuff that's more dominantly fruity, though not sweet primary fruit - still in that autumnal family, mulled apples, etc. And the physical body remains so lightweight it's a wonder it's even there.
This is one of the most gossamer red wines I have ever had. The physical material is so delicate it feels almost fragile, like a butterfly's wing. The color is a pale brick and the fruit autumnal and completely beyond the primary. For a time it has me wondering whether this is just a little too "natural" (read: sans SO2) to keep a grip on its material. But even as it conveys that sense of physical fragility and seems like it could start to crack up, it never does. To the contrary, it seems to compose itself more and more the longer it's open. The scents segue from an early whiff of chemical funk to more appealing earthy funk to stuff that's more dominantly fruity, though not sweet primary fruit - still in that autumnal family, mulled apples, etc. And the physical body remains so lightweight it's a wonder it's even there.
Sep 17th, 2015
Côte de Nuits, Burgundy, France
