There aren’t many who have the stones to ignore the “no diving” signs and attempt a half gainer from the side of the country club pool, and in the kids’ section no less. It’s the same guy who launched cherry bombs from the tennis courts and crashed a golf cart into the restaurant’s white-columned patio. Linen-clad, covered in garlic butter, tomato-chili jam and crème brûlée, he’d received his lifetime ban. Now he’s back, emerging from the water as kids scream and security hustles over. He might get hit with trespassing charges but hey, it was a hell of a dive.
Fermented 100% whole cluster with original stems and skins. Aged in one New French Foudre for 419 days on original stems and skins, then for one year in New French Oak barriques.
