Ollos de Maia

Oh wow. Beautiful release. Plums soaked in graphite and mineral water, black pepper crackling through smoke. There's floral perfume trying to break through, but it's still too young to fully express itself. But listen - this isn't about descriptors. This is about insane balance, about how the juiciness and minerality become one thing, indivisible. Everything sits exactly where it should, even at this young age. The kind of wine that makes you forget to take notes because you're too busy drinking it. Refined, precise, dangerously drinkable.