C'est le printemps Crozes-Hermitage

Raspberry jam and roses, black pepper doing its Northern Rhône thing. All the right notes are here - crunchy fruit, that violet lift, proper juicy with mouthwatering acidity. It's drinkable, the kind of wine that disappears before you notice. But fuck, where's the soul? This wants to be a fun, approachable Crozes and succeeds completely. Maybe that's the problem.