Raspail-Ay isn’t trying to reinvent anything. It’s the same hillside vineyards under the Dentelles, the same family tending old Grenache and a touch of Syrah and Mourvèdre. You taste that kind of continuity — nothing forced, just the rhythm of a place that knows what it’s doing.
xThe 2022 has a little extra sun on it — dark cherry, pepper, herbs that feel like they’ve been rubbed between your fingers. It’s full but not heavy, the kind of wine that lands squarely next to roast lamb or a pot of beans on the stove.
Just real Gigondas. No tricks, no flash — a bottle that speaks for itself once it’s open.
Raspail-Ay isn’t trying to reinvent anything. It’s the same hillside vineyards under the Dentelles, the same family tending old Grenache and a touch of Syrah and Mourvèdre. You taste that kind of continuity — nothing forced, just the rhythm of a place that knows what it’s doing.
xThe 2022 has a little extra sun on it — dark cherry, pepper, herbs that feel like they’ve been rubbed between your fingers. It’s full but not heavy, the kind of wine that lands squarely next to roast lamb or a pot of beans on the stove.
Just real Gigondas. No tricks, no flash — a bottle that speaks for itself once it’s open.
