Walla Walla is one of my favorite things to say. It sounds like a spell or incantation that is summoning something ancient and powerful. Well, this wine certainly does seem to have a bit of magic behind it and that has a lot to do with the stunning vineyard these wines were born from.
More brilliant than ten Einstein’s in a lighthouse and as powerful as Ajax’s red right hand, this wine is awash with layers of warm black plum, black cherry, blackcurrants, crème de cassis, and Indian spices. Softer flavors of white-cake, tobacco leaf, and toasted sage and rosemary are all knit together with fine-grained tannins to deliver a harmonious and enduring epiphany of flavor and a righteous mouthfeel. This violet elixir is like a Tesla Coil, pulsing with potential and vitality… The power and the poetry of nature entwine beautifully in this wine.
It’s just straight up f&%$*#g delicious and that’s why we call it, Pardon My French.