There’s a gentle veil of minerality, and the nose is expansive, making way for notes that are more spiced than fruity.

Full-bodied yet delicate, infused with the joie de vivre of the south of France.

One can find more powerful Muscats, but none as tasty and fine.

An abundance of violets and velvet, amid a cooling sensation of a cold spring on a hot day.

Clairette, an unsung hero of the south, is the main grape here, undoubtedly one of many key elements to this singular wine.

This thirst-quenching, bright, and plummy red is enhanced with a little bit of chill and perfect for grillables.

Fragrant aromas of lavender and garrigue, notes of perfectly ripe black cherries, hints of black olive and stones.

This is about as quaffable as the region’s rouges get.

If Télégramme is more about fruit than stones, it is still undeniably Châteauneuf.

It’s a gem, and you won’t be disappointed.