Imported by Henriot, New York NY.
Emerald. Its old embers are still pulsing and the wine is a still formidable fusion of lime concentrate and oyster liquor. You smell the fury of the volcano and taste the salt and the magma. Little to no oxidation from a bottle opened one week ago. If eternity turns out to be inscrutable then this is a wine for eternity. Now – 2030+.
Emerald. Totally hidden at first. Rather severe and tightly wound: overt chalkiness, oyster-shell and herbal peppermint. An impression of still locked-up citrus. A reductive and seemingly ‘hot’ wine overcome by its minerality, a molten mass of grand cru energy pointed inward to the point of immolation. Still grudging on day two: a little more fruit character present, green apple & citrus, mostly pip, pit and pith. But overall, the sense is of a brooding, imploded wine. From 2015+.