"Damsons and bresaola, streaked with dried basil and soft red peppercorns and a touch of sumac. Warm and gentle. Such fine vibrations that it feels like the hum of a bumble bee. Falls like late-afternoon silk sheets across bare skin. A lustrous glassful of fruit on that perfect cusp of ripeness, the tang of perfectly cured beef and spice. Something almost Rhône-like about the savoury intensity of Mee Godard's wines. Beaujolais for the Syrah lover, which is not to suggest for one second that these wines are too big or too hot or not true to their terroir. Mee takes Gamay to its edges, but never crosses the line. She is a magician. Or a dancer. "
