Reductive on the nose for the time being, wet stones and table chalk garnish the tentative fruit, which is badly buttoned up and only becomes a bit more talkative with sufficient ventilation. Beetroot and the leaves of the currant bush, plus spicy aromas of black walnuts, licorice and unroasted coffee. The palate is initially characterized by a bit of carbon dioxide, but this is not a defect. If you don't like this as a stylistic device, boldly grabs the carafe and plunges the unstable lad headfirst into the hollow body. Juicy fresh with tart tannins, the CO2 soon says goodbye and lets it glide across the palate in vibrating transparency. The play of fruit, spice and bittersweet tannin gives it a peculiar attractiveness and, above all, rapid drinking flow.