Thick grainy pink-tinged purple, green-briar and tapenade screaming savory dirt shit against sweet red bell pepper dressed in new rubber gloves. Warm fruit notes clash against DG and the shrill lemon acidity of Syrah rarely witnessed stateside.
In the mouth, an infantile rasp prepares the brief opening for Granny Smith fruit which immediately goes blood-orange against a shear cliff of throbbing acid and twiggy sap seen only in the youngest of Northern Rhone offerings or pet #naturalwine Sonoma Coast projects. Lemon peel, saffron and chamomile bows deeply to the tannin, which do not eviscerate your face–as you expected, but rather sand fresh rough wood to a finish which barely gives splinters.
You would be hard-pressed to find a presentation of Syrah like this in California. This wine has completely blown my mind and I urge you to drop what you’re doing and find this wine–wait! not so fast. First of all, if you are Paso Robles/Ballard Canyon/Austrailia/stand-a-fork-up-in-it club member you will absolutely DESPISE this wine. I can see your face already. But for the rest of you, holy fuck this is a BRILLIANT Syrah, one you need to find.
2016 FINE DISREGARD ‘Lost Row’ Syrah Stags Leap District Napa Valley 13.3