
Blind tasted and nailed it - oaked Chardonnay from the north. This is properly luxurious stuff, all golden light and complexity. Seven years on lees have turned this into something profound. The oak integration is masterful - not hiding, not shouting, just there like a well-tailored suit. Opens lush and bright, then unfolds into layers that keep revealing themselves. That mountain acidity cuts through everything like a cold Alpine stream. It's the kind of wine that makes you feel clever for drinking it. Deep, delicious, and disgustingly well-balanced. Trento showing off again.