It’s a classic San Francisco experience - you’re leaning in towards the bone-chilling fog and wind, trying to get down some wind tunnel of a street when you finally round the corner to find…. warm, sunny, bliss. All you did was turn onto a side street, but it’s as if you entered a different city! You find yourself breathing one long sigh of relief - you might even forget where you were rushing off to.

And that’s just how I felt when I tasted this wine. With aromas of fresh-cut grass, white blossoms blooming all around, and the faintest aroma of salty ocean air lingering from the morning fog - it’s a beautiful moment of bliss in a bottle.

Have you ever been moved to tears by a perfect performance at the symphony? When each musician works with such discipline, mastery, and impeccable technique that the instruments marry together to achieve something seemingly impossible - the perfect piece of art? Elegance, strength, and complexity in their purest forms, without frivolous additions or distractions to make up for any flaws - just like this transcendent Syrah.

It has beauty, power, and a myriad of layers to discover. With an alluring floral perfume that wafts delicately out of your glass, this wine reveals layers of ripe berries, black pepper and a touch of blood-red meat, with a finish that lingers like the final note on the score.

It’s beautiful, it’s captivating, and it’s inspiring how a the pursuit of perfection can lead to something so downright enjoyable.

We may live in a world that values youth above all else, but let’s take a moment to appreciate the beauty that can only come with age. Take the redwood trees of Muir Woods for example - would they be so awe-inspiringly beautiful at four feet tall? Sure, they’d have potential, but that’s about it.

The same is true for this rare gem of a wine. A blend of Barbera and Bonarda, it’s aged for three years in large Slavonian oak botti, followed by another two years in bottle, before even being considered for release.

The result? A wine that mirrors the beauty of those mature redwood groves. Earthy, with hints dried leaves, tobacco, and smoke, and with a refreshing brightness, like tart wild blackberries, shining through.