Wonderfully refreshing and complex, this is miles away from the screechingly acidic honeysuckle toffee you so often get in viognier at this price point. Glowing golden green in the glass, I suddenly found myself remembering what it was like to lick buttercream frosting off of the metal stand mixer beaters when I was young: there's a brief, sharp flash of alloyed brightness that quickly folds itself into a lusciously textured, lemon-rind and salt water taffy hugeness that is barely contained within a hulkingly big, disproportionately sized wine that thankfully stops just this side of gaucheness. On the nose, the aromatics remind me of Osage orange and bitter white flowers; there's also a subtle hint of freshly churned butter as well as a suggestion of something akin to marjoram.
I'm very impressed with this wine, but I will that it stops just short of greatness: there's some tension in the outsize-osity of the finish that is uncomfortably close to a beer gut spilling over the waist of daggy polyester trousers, I'd say. For all of the wine's charms, it could do with a bit less ripeness, a bit less flab, and a bit more minerality - but still, could you possibly have expected better for the price?
I'm very impressed with this wine, but I will that it stops just short of greatness: there's some tension in the outsize-osity of the finish that is uncomfortably close to a beer gut spilling over the waist of daggy polyester trousers, I'd say. For all of the wine's charms, it could do with a bit less ripeness, a bit less flab, and a bit more minerality - but still, could you possibly have expected better for the price?
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