Glorious notes of ripe Golden Pearmain apples shine in the glass. They are amplified by the autolytic depth of biscuit and dough. The palate is rounded and poised, carried aloft by an elegant, creamy mousse highlighting lemon at one point, chalk and bread the other. This makes no concessions to ordinary prettiness but stands as a serious, well-brought-up wine with a straight, upright back. The longer you linger, the more you find: a touch of honey or candied lemon, chalk and baked apple, Demerara sugar and naked stone. The finish is dry and long—making you crave more.
Glorious notes of ripe Golden Pearmain apples shine in the glass. They are amplified by the autolytic depth of biscuit and dough. The palate is rounded and poised, carried aloft by an elegant, creamy mousse highlighting lemon at one point, chalk and bread the other. This makes no concessions to ordinary prettiness but stands as a serious, well-brought-up wine with a straight, upright back. The longer you linger, the more you find: a touch of honey or candied lemon, chalk and baked apple, Demerara sugar and naked stone. The finish is dry and long—making you crave more.
Glorious notes of ripe Golden Pearmain apples shine in the glass. They are amplified by the autolytic depth of biscuit and dough. The palate is rounded and poised, carried aloft by an elegant, creamy mousse highlighting lemon at one point, chalk and bread the other. This makes no concessions to ordinary prettiness but stands as a serious, well-brought-up wine with a straight, upright back. The longer you linger, the more you find: a touch of honey or candied lemon, chalk and baked apple, Demerara sugar and naked stone. The finish is dry and long—making you crave more.