Description
Whenever I think about Syrah, I think of the Joan Jett song, “I Hate Myself for Loving You.” I’m a complete pushover for Syrah. A Stan. A Simp. A Puppet. I won’t pretend Syrah is easy to sell, but will I ever stop drinking it? No! Syrah is the goddamn greatest, which is why I keep looking for sick variations on this incredible grape. This wine is one of those, a burly, chewy, smoky expression that keeps me coming back for more. This wine is a party of spicy black pepper, tobacco, black tea, rosemary, and viscous morello cherry. It almost feels like a gravelly, robust young Nebbiolo. There's so much promise and pleasure in this bottle. Try it and join me in the Syrah superfan club. (Shout out to Dr John as well!).