After enjoying a few sips of Macallan (12 year old and 18 year old, thanks) on a friend's deck after work, I opened a bottle of (2006?) Puzelat La Tesnière. Yes, it's young--that doesn't bother (friend, former pied piper of wine and now pizziolo) Putnam Weekley, but it can be more of an issue to me--but drinkable now. Think "wild" aromas: not cultivated flowers, as some perfectly lovely wines can offer, but wildflowers and scents. And like a field of wildflowers, the smells waft and are difficult to pin down. There is a sourness to the wine, unlike the sweetness I enjoy in a Maréchal Burgundy, which threw my wife off at first but, as time passed, provided both a counterpoint and complement to the aromas. Neighbor Dave Barr swung by and helped us finish the bottle as the Wings defeated the Avs.
Louis-Dressner and Putnam have made a complete fool of me and my previous wine tastes* in the past several years. Thank you both!
*I've always been an Old World kinda guy, which I suppose made for an easier transition than if I'd be a Napa Valley adherent, say. Not that there's anything wrong with that!