There’s nothing quite like Condrieu. I remember my first sip of Viognier. It smelled of peach and oak, was thick and heavy on my palate, a wine I was not eager to run out for again. It was not flawed, but a very ripe style. It caused me to avoid the grape for years. Then I tasted a Condrieu. Just… Read more »
A February evening overlooking the River Seine was the perfect backdrop to discover the Rhone Valley wines of Maison Vidal-Fleury and get to know Guy Sarton du Jonchay.
