2020 Ochota Barrels Where’s The Pope ?
Notes from Taras Ochota.
Clove and spiced blood orange basted in the elaborate flavours rustic bouillon. There is an ebb and flow of white sage, peppercorn and bay leaf, but ultimately this potion is awash with lashings of freshly picked fingerstaining dewberry, raspberry coulis, black forest cherries and suede. (yes….suede!!) keep that mind alive pussysausage. All the while a composition of plush supple turkisk coffee grind-like tannins softly poise themselves with embrace, anchored in red line acidity He in that unmistakable savoury finish in a tailored suit….she the epitome of supple yet vivacious nervous energy.