From high Rhône parcels, this Viognier bursts with elegancy. It's apricot nose, fresh and lively character, yet full of quiet warmth...

a quiet warmth that lingers like a golden afternoon.  As Fitzgerald wrote, “I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” It’s the bottle for reflective hedonism, honestly, with its tickly ‘punchiness’.

The wine is called “My grandfather was limonade man”, which I find incredibly cute, and made only 6000 bottles by one and only Julien Pilon, who dominates Michelin restaurant cards in Lyon.

Grapes:

100% Viognier