Most wines fit neatly into genres, except Corsicans. Each wine I’ve had pushes the barrier between being elegantly aromatic and bizarrely offset. Not in the typical natural wine sense either- this white wine was very balanced and seemingly friendly, but the weirdness was there and it was wonderful. You can taste the schist, the parched vine, the salty breeze. It’s like jumping off rocks into cold water, coming out and drying in the sun, scrapes on your legs and salt in your hair turn a burning sensation into a tingling body euphoria.

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