From the cellar: Four years ago we waxed poetic about this wine. Somewhere along the wine, er, way, a few bottles ended up in the cellar. I pulled one out on the weekend. Oh what magic.
When a Semillon has some time, or, rather, when a good Semillon has some time, it’s like pupa to monarch, they really grandstand. This has the hallmarks of something I opened too soon. Doh! But what a beauty, no regrets. A sharp menthol dry pine on the nose, star fruit and pecans and honey on the palate, from tart to smooth in one evolving swoop, generous to a fault, with a lingering tropical punch on the finish. Delectable and then some.
Price: No record. Used to sell in Blaine for $16 USD and in Toronto for $25, which is a steal in my books.
Market Liquidity: Walla Walla Walla Walla Walla Walla. Walla.