Savennières Clos de Frémine

Even if Clos de la Hutte is usually rated higher, I like this wine so much that I prefer it to Hutte. Why? Because this wine here, the Clos de Frémine, lives less from its intensity than from its indescribable lightness, and even more from its volatility. Like a fog, no, not like a fog, because the wine is completely clear and fog has at least a completely different optical quality. But I'm not interested in its appearance right now, but rather in the materialization of the fog, which I imagine to be floating, light as a feather, quasi as non-matter, and yet I'm aware that fog is of course matter. Blimey! As you can see, I find it extremely difficult to describe this wine, but I have to try, because it is too important, too good and I like it too much to capitulate. Imagine something pure, unadulterated, that gets up your nose, tickles you here and there, makes you rest your head lightly on your neck and, when you are alone, makes you close your eyes. It's a lovely thought, isn't it? It's not just the first sip that will make you realize that Clos de Frémine is something out of the ordinary, but something special!