Vent de Spilite

Oof, blind tasting disaster - I was convinced this was Austrian. Even when prompted to nail the grape, I wandered off in completely the wrong direction. In hindsight, spectacularly wrong. Anyway, the wine: yellow stone fruits, proper cream and salt interplay, beautifully integrated oak that knows its place. Rounded, mineral, with this lovely saline-cream tension that just works. The texture is spot-on - creamy but not heavy, mineral but not austere. Properly good Anjou Chenin that made a fool of me but earned my respect. Sometimes being wrong tastes this good.