Eighteen months on fine lees in French oak casks used five times previously; aged in ancient troglodyte cellars cut into the limestone hillside on the property.
Rich berried aromas, with spice notes, a hint of meatiness and sense of depth, offer a tease of tastes to come. And, a tease it is. While the first sip is rich with black cherries and juiciness, it is clearly still young and definitely wants time. Allowed to breathe in the glass, raspberries emerge – red plums, anise and a hint of herbs. It’s penetrating and persistent, but I want more – and it comes. Re-corked and re-visited the next day, it had blossomed with greater richness and depth, coating the palate with a mélange of fruit and nuance – black cherries, raspberries and plums – wild flowers, fine herbs and a hint of slate. Supple, round, lively and long – and, in true Leflaive fashion – refined.