Transparent ruddy garnet. Green stank, crystalized around apricot, roasted peach served on bloody cutting board, beautiful cheap-burg life and spirit. Grainy crayola-raisin colors a shrieking chalkboard on which you have written the first commandment 100 times before a sweaty recess with hot rubber swings on rusty chains, merry-go-round bark dust and girls.
I found this orphan on a shelf recently and had to rescue it. I thought they had one which was labelled “Pinot Noir”, but maybe this is the same one. For sure, it is the cheapest thing the domaine produces. And such a lovely wine.
In the mouth, gorgeous rich fruit, sweet and perfect, rotund WAY beyond impressions from looks and smell. Just like a good Pinot Noir almost ALWAYS does. Bright cherry Sprite curls menacingly around the edges of the tongue, drying and sterning anything you might have read as playful. A bitter burn slides in early, overwhelming the mouthfeel in straight-up lemon-zest fashion. Framed in pillars of rock, the weedy briar finish goes on forever.
2011 DOMAINE FAIVELEY Pinot Noir Bourgogne Nuits-Saint-Georges France 13.0