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Every Woman's Dream. Every Man's Fantasy. Or so we're told.
If you're looking for pleasure, let us give you a card for California Gigolo, a sexy, groovy white wine that'll make your tongue moan.
A California blend of 60% Grüner Veltliner, 26% Roussanne, 8% Chenin Blanc, and 6% Grenache Blanc, we went for a quaffable, poundable (😘) style that just tastes yummy. The star of this wine is the Grüner we sourced from the rolling hills of Edna Valley by San Luis Obispo. Just east of the Pacific Ocean, this is one of the coolest viticultural areas in California, with long passionate growing seasons, and diverse soils with volcanic and marine sediments and throbbingly rock hard shale.
So how did we make it? Picked for flavor, hand-harvested, whole cluster direct to press, racked off of gross less, chilled fermentation in stainless steel and Austrian puncheon! The result is Grüner Veltliner that is both round with flavor while maintaining a fresh and crisp finish. Damn, we love this Austrian grape, it swings both ways. Add in the Roussanne for some additional herbal complexity, plus a few more friends, and we truly have a delicious wine.
How 'bout we unbutton its shirt and get a big waft of that sexy cologne. Wads of gorgeous aromas of citrus and nectarine swirl out of the glass, unzipping the pants to delectable herbaceous flavors of grapefruit, lemongrass, and peach supported by notes of white pepper and dill. With incredible acidity, the juicy flavors practically explode in your mouth, and drip down your neck and chest (RECORD SCRATCH)... ok, maybe we took it too far.
So, ahem, the label.
Sometimes we feel like the only winery truly celebrating the late '70s and early '80s. In this case, we're drawing on our nostalgia and busting out that old Betamax tape we've been hiding under our mattress. Though Betamax would ultimately lose the war against the technically inferior VHS format, we have fond memories of its high-quality presentation and retro packaging. Ok, it's also another nod to old porno films, but if we don't carry that torch, what winery will?