As wick and intense as Lala Palooza pressed from ultra-ripe Kordia cherries, darker than fresh ink made from smashed black pluots, and as brightly jammy as vanilla scented blackberries topped with green and pink peppercorns. Throw in a few green stems for good measure, with a judicious bunch of rhubarb too, and then there’s that peck basket filled with lip-smacking olallieberry and cassis juice dribbled across spruce shavings in a barn hung about with well-worn leather tack and bundles of sweet tobacco leaf. Trip the light fantastic with that special friend of yours, and you will stir up drifting wafts of romantic iris eddying within a cloud of cinnamon scented cocoa powder. Prudence serves no purpose in this glass!
notes by John Munch, wineherd & plenipotentiary