We used to drink a fair amount of Hüet, and then we didn't.And it was always Clos du Bourg, probably because it was more plush, firm, and punchy than Le Mont or Le Haut Lieu.
Here, with a simple but utterly fantastic dinner of yakitori-togasrashi shrimp over soba noodles with scallions and a big salad of pea shoots and mint, we rediscovered the stupid-loveliness of this wine from a master in Vouvray.
Tasted like a spring linen shirt. Wonderful leesy texture with white pit fruit whispering in and out, with touches of spiky herbs. Still very young and tight as a nun's caboose, the 2018 Domaine Hüet Clos du Bourg Sec ($33 - Binny's) will be a fun one to follow over the next few years. It doesn't seem like it's gonna go long and deep in the future, just pretty, delightful, and full of lilting fanciness.
There are few things better than something superlatively crafted. A well-made chair eclipses the mere purpose of its utility.
A well-made wine reminds the world that there isn't just craft on display here. There's art in a select few of these damn bottles. I don't know if this vintage is going to reach those heights, but we were certainly reminded that art exists in wine, if only briefly here.
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