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Viognier

Viognier

Viognier

A rich, perfumed sensation that was nearly wiped off the map before roaring back into fashion. If you love intoxicating floral scents and a texture that feels like silk sheets, you have found your match.

A rich, perfumed sensation that was nearly wiped off the map before roaring back into fashion. If you love intoxicating floral scents and a texture that feels like silk sheets, you have found your match.

A rich, perfumed sensation that was nearly wiped off the map before roaring back into fashion. If you love intoxicating floral scents and a texture that feels like silk sheets, you have found your match.

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Rich Whites

Body

Big & Bold

Tannins

Barely Felt

Acidity

Vibrant Balance

Sugar

Savagely Dry

Viognier grape berry illustration for wine education.

Why you'll like me

Why you'll like me

I'm aromatic

I'm lush

I'm exotic

I offer a sensory experience like no other white wine. While others are crisp and lean, I'm lush, oily, and completely unapologetic about my weight. My perfume is legendary, filling the room with apricot and jasmine before you even take a sip. Drinking me feels like wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket on a cool evening. I'm pure hedonism in a glass.

I offer a sensory experience like no other white wine. While others are crisp and lean, I'm lush, oily, and completely unapologetic about my weight. My perfume is legendary, filling the room with apricot and jasmine before you even take a sip. Drinking me feels like wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket on a cool evening. I'm pure hedonism in a glass.

I offer a sensory experience like no other white wine. While others are crisp and lean, I'm lush, oily, and completely unapologetic about my weight. My perfume is legendary, filling the room with apricot and jasmine before you even take a sip. Drinking me feels like wrapping yourself in a cashmere blanket on a cool evening. I'm pure hedonism in a glass.

Why maybe not

I'm heavy

I'm low-acid

I'm boozy

My low acidity can make me feel a bit heavy or "flabby" if I'm not handled perfectly in the vineyard. I tend to ripen fast, spiking my sugar and alcohol levels while my acid drops off a cliff. If the balance isn't right, I might taste oily and burning rather than refreshing. I'm definitely not the choice for someone seeking a razor-sharp, zesty palate cleanser.

My low acidity can make me feel a bit heavy or "flabby" if I'm not handled perfectly in the vineyard. I tend to ripen fast, spiking my sugar and alcohol levels while my acid drops off a cliff. If the balance isn't right, I might taste oily and burning rather than refreshing. I'm definitely not the choice for someone seeking a razor-sharp, zesty palate cleanser.

When drinking, notice this

Oily texture

Floral nose

Stone fruit

You will immediately spot my unmistakable texture, often described as oily or creamy, which coats your palate completely. My nose is a bouquet of spring flowers and stone fruits that screams for attention. Sometimes I leave a slight, pleasant bitterness on the finish, like the skin of a peach. I rarely hide behind oak, preferring to let my natural flamboyance take center stage.

You will immediately spot my unmistakable texture, often described as oily or creamy, which coats your palate completely. My nose is a bouquet of spring flowers and stone fruits that screams for attention. Sometimes I leave a slight, pleasant bitterness on the finish, like the skin of a peach. I rarely hide behind oak, preferring to let my natural flamboyance take center stage.

You will immediately spot my unmistakable texture, often described as oily or creamy, which coats your palate completely. My nose is a bouquet of spring flowers and stone fruits that screams for attention. Sometimes I leave a slight, pleasant bitterness on the finish, like the skin of a peach. I rarely hide behind oak, preferring to let my natural flamboyance take center stage.

They also call me

No regional nicks

MY LIFE STORIES

The Great Disappearing Act

The Great Disappearing Act

The Great Disappearing Act

I was born in the Northern Rhône Valley of France, specifically in a tiny region called Condrieu. For centuries, I lived a quiet life, but by the mid-20th century, I was practically a ghost. In 1965, only about eight acres of my vines existed in the entire world. Can you imagine? I was on the brink of total extinction, a forgotten relic. Farmers found me difficult to grow because of my unpredictable yields and tendency to get sick. I almost faded into history, but a few dedicated souls refused to let my unique charm die out.

I was born in the Northern Rhône Valley of France, specifically in a tiny region called Condrieu. For centuries, I lived a quiet life, but by the mid-20th century, I was practically a ghost. In 1965, only about eight acres of my vines existed in the entire world. Can you imagine? I was on the brink of total extinction, a forgotten relic. Farmers found me difficult to grow because of my unpredictable yields and tendency to get sick. I almost faded into history, but a few dedicated souls refused to let my unique charm die out.

The Global Comeback Tour

The Global Comeback Tour

The Global Comeback Tour

Once people realized what they were losing, I became the star of a massive revival. Winemakers from California and Australia fell in love with my exotic profile and decided to give me a new home. I traveled from the steep granite slopes of France to the sunny valleys of the New World. It wasn't easy adapting to hotter climates since I lose my freshness so quickly, but we figured it out. Now I'm planted everywhere from Virginia to South Africa. I went from being a rare curiosity to a global superstar, proving that being a high-maintenance diva is worth the effort.

Once people realized what they were losing, I became the star of a massive revival. Winemakers from California and Australia fell in love with my exotic profile and decided to give me a new home. I traveled from the steep granite slopes of France to the sunny valleys of the New World. It wasn't easy adapting to hotter climates since I lose my freshness so quickly, but we figured it out. Now I'm planted everywhere from Virginia to South Africa. I went from being a rare curiosity to a global superstar, proving that being a high-maintenance diva is worth the effort.

A Family of Outlaws

A Family of Outlaws

A Family of Outlaws

Genetic studies revealed something rather shocking about my family tree. I'm a half-sibling of Syrah, as we share a parent called Mondeuse Blanche. This explains why we work so well together. Geneticists also found links to Freisa in Piedmont, suggesting I may have originated in the Alps. I might look delicate with my floral perfumes, but underneath, I have a backbone of steel. I often get co-fermented with Syrah in Côte-Rôtie to stabilize its color and add perfume, playing the beauty to its beast.

Genetic studies revealed something rather shocking about my family tree. I'm a half-sibling of Syrah, as we share a parent called Mondeuse Blanche. This explains why we work so well together. Geneticists also found links to Freisa in Piedmont, suggesting I may have originated in the Alps. I might look delicate with my floral perfumes, but underneath, I have a backbone of steel. I often get co-fermented with Syrah in Côte-Rôtie to stabilize its color and add perfume, playing the beauty to its beast.

REGIONS I LEAD

REGIONS I HELP

SUB-REGIONS I LEAD

SUB-REGIONS I HELP

WINE STYLES I LEAD

WINE STYLES I HELP

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