Langhe Nebbiolo

Tight as hell, this. Used tea leaves and green stems on the nose, cherry and plum fighting to get through. That slight sweetness tries to play diplomat between your palate and these savage young tannins, but Christ, it's green. Properly astringent, mouth turns to leather. The winemaking is clearly excellent - proper Langhe DNA, no question - but right now it's all potential and punishment. Tea-forward baby Nebbiolo that needs years, not months. Well made? Absolutely. Ready? Not even close.

Same wine as a few days ago blind, but today that greenness is screaming at me - hence the rating drop. The nose is all used tea leaves and green stems, with cherry and plum trying to push through. There's this slight sweetness that acts like a diplomatic mediator between your palate and those savage young tannins. Proper Langhe DNA, no question, and honestly quite tasty if you're into the whole tea-forward style of baby Nebbiolo. But fuck me, it's green. Like, properly astringent and tannic in that way that makes your mouth feel like leather. This needs years, not months. Right now it's all potential and punishment.

Tasted blind and went chasing ghosts - thought Culasso, missed completely. This is pure fruit diplomacy: super fruity but wrapped in flowers like an apology. Red blooms, field flowers, everything fresh and alive. The acidity plays light, tannins stay soft, nothing fights for attention. Medium everything - intensity, structure - but somehow it all just works. No drama, no philosophy, just straightforward pleasure. Easy delicious indeed.