You tilt your head back, lips parted, the glass hovering just beyond reach. The scent of ripe cherries, crushed violets, and spiced earth coils around you, teasing. **It’s there, but you can’t have it—**not yet.
Then, finally, the first sip—warm, deep, relentless. Juicy red fruits flood your palate, a rush of ripe pomegranate and blood orange, lifted by a streak of piercing acidity. The tannins tighten their grip, holding you in place just long enough to make you feel it. Each swallow lingers, drawing you deeper, drowning you in sensation until you’re left panting, aching for just a little more.
Pair it with roast duck, wild mushroom risotto, or an experience that leaves your senses trembling, gasping, completely undone.
