Starts of with a bit of stinky feet … OK shoes back on and the wine is showing a smoky minerality … ah, Christ I am on fire … damn it woman we’ll blaze up in a minute and put the damn torch down, thats for plumbing. Don’t give me that look … you wanna’ go … good punch. “Yes dear, the wine is showing a lovely minerality.” I put it in there … read it yourself. See! OK. The wine is showing a lovely minerality, with a nice touch of lemon turd, er, I, mean curd and a wee bit of petrol … not enough to make me want to fire up the sled but, quite nice none-the-less … yes, I am sure you hyphenate the damn phrase. The typicity is there in spades with the steely/chalky minerality that reminds me of my days sucking pool cue handles … good times, sigh. The finish is medium though my gut is large. In the words of Apu Nahasapeemapetilon, “Thank you! Come again.”
Remember don’t drink and saw!!!