Fullish yellow-gold.  Grand cru amplitude without brawn, with ravishing sap and thundering power: vanilla flowers, tree bark, citrus oil, concentrated seckel pear.  An almond-buttery density: served blind you’d say “Bâtard”.  Exuberant finish.  Enough minerality and grip to give it animation and torque.  But not a classic Chevalier by any means; makes the Bouchard seem virginal by comparison. Now.