On the palate, the wine is generous, but never showy. It arrives full-bodied, textured like silk brushed over stone, its richness framed by a quiet acidity that keeps every curve in balance. Ripe peach and citrus peel unfold slowly, grounded by a subtle, flinty minerality – like the soil itself is speaking. There’s a hint of cream and toasted hazelnut, a gift from the oak.