Yellow-gold. The whole of the wine is fervid, wide as a field with Narvaux’s mineral center, and entirely convincing for its gigantic weightless precision. It ambushes you as a witch’s brew of praline, sponge cake, dried fruit, first flush darjeeling, just honeyed lemon, lobster stock, steel and hazelnut. The finish shimmers on a ray of long-lasting flavor. Now.
