Sauvignon Blanc

The wine

The close is the argument. Pithy, almost bitter — not a clean citrus fade. The sip is already very tart and lean, sharp acid with little flesh around it, and then the finish turns to pith instead of fruit. That bite is the limit. It hangs just long enough to notice, then it is the last thing in the glass.

Grapefruit and green apple come first, in the aroma. That is the varietal moment. Two notes, both clean. The mouth does not keep that fruit. It keeps the acid.

Very tart. Lean. Sharp. The balance is acidity over everything else. Mouthfeel is the same story: lean, with no weight to blunt the tartness. The glass does not soften as you drink. There is fruit on the way in, then a hard, dry line through the middle. The sip asks for food, or at least a chill, because there is nothing rounded to sit on.

It smells like the grape. It drinks severe: tart, lean, and a pithy, almost bitter close. That split is the whole review. The aroma is the wine-like part; the sip is the acid. Chill it hard. It suits a pour when you want snap, and you can live with the bite.