She enters in soft silk and harder heels, a vision in gold-tinged linen. There’s no music. Just the sound of her glass being filled—quiet, intentional, devastatingly well-lit.
You taste her and she doesn’t rush. Creamy citrus and almond on the tip of your tongue, but she holds back the rest. A mineral backbone runs through her like a corset, taut and precise, barely letting you feel the warmth under the restraint. She’s fresh but not naïve, round but not giving it all away.
There’s no need for theatrics. She’s the real thing. Old vine class. Oak so subtle it disappears into her skin. She lingers, polished, salty, unforgettable. Pair her with lobster risotto, roasted chicken, or someone who appreciates a slow reveal.
Region: Côte d'Or, Bourgogne, France Grapes: Chardonnay
