Fried egg, pork fat and the grassy wildflower sweetness bees love and Maria dances through in Sound of Music and so do I. Warm, nutty and savory, the brilliant light yellow doesn't hint at its viscosity. Rita's Crown baby. This is Rita's Crown. A Chardonnay JEWEL in the Santa Rita Hills. Oh dear dog ALL Chardonnay on the tongue. And praise hay-zeus for that. Quit trying to kill Chardonnay with this treatment or that or with exclusive demarcations of process on the label. Just make it. Let it shine. Light and breezy, while still cramming cinnamon and lemon curd topped with meringue all over your face like a 22-year-old's wedding to their high-school sweetheart. A dirty streak brings everything back down to working-man's terms and a high mineral note creates glacerial features in your imagination. Cool, calm and collected (supermarket chard is the opposite of all three), this is beautiful stuff for those smart folks who have not limited themselves to the stupid stainless steel argument but also have graduated from the school of oak & malo. 2014 @velvetbee_wine #chardonnay #RitasCrown #santaritahills #santaynezvalley 14.45 #libbeyglass (at Lompoc Wine Ghetto) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzwuS-LHfNL/?igshid=2rp72x25w7ps










