Lavender hints segue to aromas of blackberry cobbler, framing a savory core of green and black olive tapenade. Neither overtly fruity nor solidly savory, this walks that tightrope anchored to fruit and non-fruit elements. I love this variety which is capable of slowly aging for decades, gaining nuance and intrigue.
Highly salivary-genic, it’s structural fabric is nearly cloaked by its generous body [vs physical bodies being cloaked by fabric], this fine, small site has been farmed very intensively by Otis Holt. The compelling nature of the wine is a testament to a lucky confluence of site, people and shared vision. It is a highly selective confluence of the most profound parts of this site.