But that was joined by this vivacious and youthful wonder. Complex depth but an iodic hard cut that achieves a rapier structure. Gorgeous but so much more to come. Absolutely the smiling tiger!
A bottle began the day with friends in our street. The biggest selling wine at the moment at Scala Wine, London. Richness and supple oak texture as well as the crunch of Le Mesnil.
Memory lane of a recent top trip to Manchester. Home grown and Nordic skills here! Pankhurst and a powerhouse indeed.
A glass of charbon from Agnès Corbon gets Christmas Day going! Lovely stillness, a bitter tension and a wine for thinking. So special. Happy Christmas!
To all those who love cooking. Happy Christmas!
The Champagne Minière cellar in Hermonville seems a touch prosaic, but my heart always leaps on arrival. So many precious and inspired things going on here. Scala Wine imports Miniere.
Really dry and serious rosé, a pure texture from barrels and a quince-redcurrant note. Smart suit, sharp shoes and moving beautifully across the floor. Scala Wine imports this.
Manchester for the weekend and I meet one of the most outré Christmas trees ever.
Terrific report ‘ A dozen single estate champagnes’ on JancisRobinson. com for our Scala Wine annual tasting last month. Half the wines scored 17 and a 17.5. We feel a vindication of the months of tasting and travel in Champagne before we work with a domaine. It’s about elite quality, not a fad for ‘grower’ this or ‘grower’ that.
Great news Peter Liem is to be regional chair Champagne at the Decanter World Wine Awards! Congrats Peter! See you there. #DWWA. #Champagne
Those bottles at L’Assiette Champenoise just kept coming. Up there with professionally justified sybaritic Sunday’s.
Glad of an opportunity to fill a jigsaw piece of Enchanteleurs. I can’t find a record of having tasted this version before. Muted nose, with a whiff of mildly sherried toffee oxidation. Not great start! Light and playful texture, delicate weight, revealing its high Chardonnay. Grapefruit and butterscotch evident but altogether lacking vibrancy and a little too soft. I wonde about all jottings of this before Laurent Fresnet arrived in 2006. Maybe it stayed on lees too long. There is pleasure here but all a little tired.
One of north London’s stranger sites. Where am I?
What can be better than sitting in the garden sunshine of L’Assiette Champenoise tasting champagnes from magnum?