Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
Curiosity has been killing me ever since one person I know started enthusing wildly about D&R and another person reviling their wines. I had to break through the discursive stalemate and just pour something, already.
Picked this up last week upon recommendation from a caviste vs. their other cuves. Opened it yesterday.
What a weird wine! It comes on all fruity, like fresh grape juice, as though it had somehow skipped the fermentation part of becoming wine. It then fantails into a great pomegranate or other sour piquancy. It's actually fairly silky and long, and as it plays out on the palate, it shows a shockingly direct terroir I can only say really does remind me of its appellation. This is not Syrah from the neighboring commune.
No idea how this will age; will it become more winey? Will it wash out?
At moments I thought it was gross. Then I liked it again.
I loved it and hated it, which means, at least, that both my friends are right.
Picked this up last week upon recommendation from a caviste vs. their other cuves. Opened it yesterday.
What a weird wine! It comes on all fruity, like fresh grape juice, as though it had somehow skipped the fermentation part of becoming wine. It then fantails into a great pomegranate or other sour piquancy. It's actually fairly silky and long, and as it plays out on the palate, it shows a shockingly direct terroir I can only say really does remind me of its appellation. This is not Syrah from the neighboring commune.
No idea how this will age; will it become more winey? Will it wash out?
At moments I thought it was gross. Then I liked it again.
I loved it and hated it, which means, at least, that both my friends are right.