I was once told Chambourcin is like eating a wet newspaper. Sometimes perceptions are best left at the door. This has Chambourcin. And Shiraz. And Graciano. Not a bad aperitif this.
Chocolatey, cloves, baked plum, black berry fruits. A thick brush of tannin is pasted across the palate. A dash of earth and some bark too. Add a sprinkling of exotic spice and black pepper and you have plenty to think about. I reckon a meat board will devour this.
Drink now to five years.
Region: McLaren Vale