In other circumstances, on this blog, I have dwelt with various details about the history of Corton-Charlemagne. I told you of the hill where the grapes grow this wonder ethyl and many other things. To those painful lessons in return, if you missed the first. As for the case must be said that the producer in question, which for convenience we also call Anthony Perkins look-alike, is defined by the Bible etilomani (recommend us with wonderful photos of the legendary tasting in a pose somewhere between 007 and Alvaro Vitali) if the French serves me correctly (but very real thing) "unquestionably one of the finest white winemakers of his generation." If they say, that we can not respectfully accept this verdict. Not that it, actually, requires a special act of faith. After trying a wine like this, it is difficult to go back.
The 2004 Corton Charlemagne of Rapet it's really beautiful. Its color is sublime, pale yellow, Clear, cool. Nose complexity embarrassing, with the full range of citrus fruit imaginable. Complex, rich and beautiful Vinale vanilla.
In the mouth a little 'already closed but very interesting. Stunning minerality and acidity perfectly balanced. Taste of honey, cinnamon, nuts and butter.
Wise also the use of wood, at the right point.
I had the pleasure to know personally this producer is a shy but very kind gentleman, and when I shook his hand to greet me on the left palm of a track of land. In soil that was all the soil of Burgundy and the clear evidence of a person who spends the whole day to take care of yourself, with passion, their grapes, getting his hands dirty in the true sense of the word.
The results are all.
David Bowie, The man who sold the world.
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