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. And it won’t last. Drink soon.