Nose: Butterscotch candy, butterscotch syrup, all the butterscotch. The empty bag after you microwave your buttered popcorn. I am now in the mood for a movie. And while he doesn’t disagree, Shane was a more on the chocolate cherry spice wavelength.
Palate: One monumental note. Wait for it… starts with butter… then, add favorite over priced whisky from Scotland and let it harden. And then fart on it. Yea… only Shane gets the sulfur but he is kicking and screaming. And even with that, he likes it. That my friends says a lot because he is a pansy. There is a touch of bitterness, overstepped jasmine tea. Conductor comes through to punch your ticket. Do you like butterscotch? Because if not, get the fuck of this train.
Rating: 5 / 10 – Buy one? Nah. But I’d visit once in a while. Promising Domaine.