Baked orchard fruit of apple and pear, with a kind of salted quince character that becomes the resolution of the two crisp fruits, melding into a creamy palate expression supported by an ultra-frothy, superfine mousse, resolving with the kind of mineral tension that comes from the best Champagnes in the world. It’s like wet river stones or slate, crushed up, and pulled from a river fed by mountain spring water. So fresh, so energetic and invigorating. That a Champagne can elicit such a visceral reaction is a testament to its brilliance.
