A Thousand Wines Project

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Slow.  Seductive progression, but meaningful and full session— intricate flavor and character lesson, compounded narrative, chasing chocolate and leather, set to get better with time’s guide and intrinsic eye.  One of those bottles that has me thrown to paradigmatic throne.  Impossible there could be a clone, Bordeaux-loving mind altogether blown.

More reaction in-tow… This bottle like a musical and bottled Poe.  Profuse, obtuse, neither false nor excessively true with its palate-feel and sense, assembly of notes and covert winks.  Only drops into you and nothing to sink.

As air uptakes into wine’s body more loudly the story cartwheels at your vessel.  Something for all something’s, someone’s, sometime’s…. Veritable with playful tussle and composition, jazzy body and structure, atmospheric architecture and octave.


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IMG_E7443Floral skip into the wine’s most known of intentions— delivering atmosphere and a free-spirited note storm that captures and captives you with acrobatic apricot chimes and direct peachy and pair settings.  This bottle doesn’t have any reason to hide her bewitching orations— segueing into turns of white roses and Hawaiian flower bed modality in olfactory and tactile, taste, more than merely what so many dumb down to the word “palate”.  She pulls you further along her histoire.

Contrasting and seemingly contradicting dimensions to her ardor, mightiness in mouth, but there is the statement, the thesis, the delicious defiance of this Dry Creek Viognier from one of my favorite houses on ‘The Road’.  To the sip, there is no finish.  She refuses to slow her speech— she only repeats, ravishingly and with beatific bounce.

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img_7363Friendly and frenzied.  Lovely and loving in everything she does.  Brings you into her climate with gentle, tropical, slightly rich rhetoric.  She’s passionate, passing with her sped and then slow pulses— animated apple, intent citrus, and only a wink of oak suggestion, and just a suggestion.  Like an engaging painting, showing something new each time you visit the work’s exhibit.

This is a bottle that helps with Chardonnay standoffs, people as I used to be telling themselves they’re opposed to American interpretations of white Burgundy.  There’s jazz in this bottle— tactile and auditory, otherworldly touches that have you with eyes closed, in deep appreciation of all notes.  She rises only to fall into you… fierce connection on levels all.

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Newly released into wine’s words, world, page, and showing the Equilibrium of assertiveness and coy character I enjoy in Pinot. What it says– Forget the data, forget work, forget the day and sip the fog from that Sonoma Coast octave and stroll. Encircling strawberries and black licorice lapping your concentration and fiddling musical decision– Sweetened wood winks avec sexy narration– she doesn’t have to ask you to follow. You just do. She has me singing, what I see in wine and what she teaches me in this petit vintage that perpetually punctuates its character and ethos, pathos, love-laced logos. Waiting for her to tell me something else, sing in notes new– She does. I don’t have to wait. Not a single breath.