Made from grapes lovingly harvested from vineyards in the Andes, approximately 3000 ft. in elevation and from vines descended from the Ancients. But alas it’s all for naught. It’s a mouthful of sour.
Fresh but thin on the palate, with a background of wood hints and reticent chocolate. Bright acidity emerges at midpalate providing a juicy moment, but it turns tart without generating life or interest. The sourness continues on the finish with soft tannins that don’t provide sufficient counter-weight. A versatile food wine but there is not enough pleasure for sipping. This is not what you want from Malbec.
The nose is pleasant enough—blueberry with some red fruit inflections, loam and a vanilla halo. But the wine feels tense and uneasy with understated hostility like Bloc Party’s Banquet.