The wines of the month are those that whisper and mumble. Their language, made of vibrations, requires the taster to remain silent for a long time and to listen attentively. Their whispering increases in tone. You can hear their breathing: they inhale and exhale. Some open up and stretch. Others start dancing a strange choreography, made of elegant arabesques. Finally they reveal themselves, leaving you speechless. It is the moment when the wines tell the story of the air and the land that nourished them. They give thanks to the winemaker who accompanied them from their birth to the bottling. All this is implicit, it is delivered in secret to each taster. And if he is worthy, the wine will be able to reveal the keys to access. Then, behold, the words arrive: the mouth is finally able to express itself.

The wines of the month are those that whisper and mumble. Their language, made of vibrations, requires the taster to remain silent for a long time and to listen attentively. Their whispering increases in tone. You can hear their breathing: they inhale and exhale. Some open up and stretch. Others start dancing a strange choreography, made of elegant arabesques. Finally they reveal themselves, leaving you speechless. It is the moment when the wines tell the story of the air and the land that nourished them. They give thanks to the winemaker who accompanied them from their birth to the bottling. All this is implicit, it is delivered in secret to each taster. And if he is worthy, the wine will be able to reveal the keys to access. Then, behold, the words arrive: the mouth is finally able to express itself.