Crushed shell, specifically reminiscent of green mussels. While some might say oyster shell, its not quite that. Saline, yes. Sundried lime zest dances in the background. A reduction of coal dust, saffron, and Belgian spice promotes the essence of Craighalls stones, tightening the parameters and focusing the power for length rather than width. Precise. Crme brle, lemon honey, and yellow peach ripple across the palate, while pure acidity flows like a swift stream, elongating the palate and experience. White florals, particularly alyssum, make a delightful appearance. A hint of macadamia graces the finish, complemented by a refreshing green crunch and phenolic notes like the delicate skin of a cucumber. A richness that is utterly moreish.

96pts The Real Review
95pts Wine Advocate