Place: Adelaide Hills, SA
Anton’s wines are nothing if not enigmatic idiosyncratic expressions of fruit and terroir that don’t see filtering, fining, or additions of any kind. Ever-evolving, you’ll never have the same experience twice and each bottle is as wild as the Wildman himself!
Brunello clone Sangiovese from Piccadilly Valley.
The thing about sang is its just so damn pretty and radiant, the crimson glow she radiates is alluring! Dark ruby lusciousness holds bunches of rhubarb, cinnamon barks with cherry blossoms dancing like fairies on the morning spring tide. The well-structured palate lets you know she is no child and her mature romantic sinister play leaves a serious subtle tannin bed.