
'La Pause'
Gamay, Loire Valley, France
A sexed up gamay with a husky, throaty voice that really does things to you. You met La Pause at an art gallery & fell head over heels in lust after finding out theyâve published three volumes of experimental poetry that is actually, like, really good. Now youâre all, âis it crazy that I want to tell La Pause I love them on our third date?â Yes, it is, but we totally get it: weâre in love with La Pause too. 40 year old gamay vines are grown on clay & limestone soil, elevage takes place for around eight months in neutral vats prior to bottling without filtration, resulting in a pure & straightforward expression of grape & terroir. Itâs sort of like Loire Valley gamay started palling around with Northern RhĂŽne syrah, managing to stay entirely true to itself while concurrently picking up a few of Syrahâs vocal tics & mannerisms subconsciously: itâs a smidge meaner  than your average gamay, gamay in a beat up vintage leather jacket, though of course itâs still a sweetheart underneath, with a piping hot mainline of red fruit energy. Spiced plum, ziploc bag of Craisins, a room of scratch & sniff books, red liquorice overload. But wait thereâs more! Bouquet of dried violets! Beet juice reduction! Kittenâs tongue tannins! And last but not least, BIG limestone energy like stealing a rock from a vineyard and sniffing it alone in your hotel room later that night.
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Gamay, Loire Valley, France
A sexed up gamay with a husky, throaty voice that really does things to you. You met La Pause at an art gallery & fell head over heels in lust after finding out theyâve published three volumes of experimental poetry that is actually, like, really good. Now youâre all, âis it crazy that I want to tell La Pause I love them on our third date?â Yes, it is, but we totally get it: weâre in love with La Pause too. 40 year old gamay vines are grown on clay & limestone soil, elevage takes place for around eight months in neutral vats prior to bottling without filtration, resulting in a pure & straightforward expression of grape & terroir. Itâs sort of like Loire Valley gamay started palling around with Northern RhĂŽne syrah, managing to stay entirely true to itself while concurrently picking up a few of Syrahâs vocal tics & mannerisms subconsciously: itâs a smidge meaner  than your average gamay, gamay in a beat up vintage leather jacket, though of course itâs still a sweetheart underneath, with a piping hot mainline of red fruit energy. Spiced plum, ziploc bag of Craisins, a room of scratch & sniff books, red liquorice overload. But wait thereâs more! Bouquet of dried violets! Beet juice reduction! Kittenâs tongue tannins! And last but not least, BIG limestone energy like stealing a rock from a vineyard and sniffing it alone in your hotel room later that night.










