This started brilliantly, but didn't hold up.
Quite deep gold. Tiny, focused bubbles.
Intense nose of lemons, apples, sand and oyster shell that brings out soft chantilly cream on the finish.
Crunchy green apples. Like biting into a fresh golden delicious, but with a richness and sense of depth and sweetness that's stunning considering there's no dosage. That apple fruit gets earthy and savory as goes, and that mousse grips, that fleshy start tightens up, there's a touch of salinity and biscuity-ness and touch of savoury mushroom. Long on the end. To start. But as it goes on, that voyage on the palate goes awry. The apples become stewed and cidery. The structure disappears. It remains interesting, but not as much. It shortens over the course of a bottle, as though it doesn't like the air. Surprising, really, for it to fall apart so quickly, and massively disappointing.
**(*?)
Tasted somewhere in Fulham 12/10/2012
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