Ivre de Vivre

I generally don't get along with L'Octavin - we're like incompatible star signs or something. But this? Unexpectedly decent. Probably the best bottle I've had from them, which isn't saying much, but still. Some fruit trying to emerge through dried bitter herbs, like someone made a tisane and forgot they were making wine. Body's there but it's all loose and wobbly, like it can't quite decide what it wants to be. Not offensive, not brilliant, just... there. Maybe that's progress for us? Or maybe I'm getting soft. Either way, drinkable, which for me and L'Octavin counts as a minor miracle.