Nose: a faint porridge at very first nosing, then anything from a beehive, honey, beeswax, pollen... Very floral yet relatively light, and it would go on with ripe yellow fruits, mirabelles, bergamots, a little tarte tatin... After ten minutes, there's even a little smoke, whiffs of hay, a little toasted oak white-Bourgogne-style, and we're back on that beehive. Simply wonderful, ala Caperdonich 1972 if that rings a bell.
Mouth: a wee notch oaky but otherwise, all is perfect. We've got the same aromas as in the nose, plus some crème au beurre, fudge and old triple-sec (the kind that the hip bartenders are hunting down these days). Touches of sandalwood, perhaps.
Finish: that's where it's losing one or two points, it's a notch too short and, well, not weak but a little too mellow. But the profile is lowly and the oak never really got dominating. A little coffee and marzipan in the aftertaste.
