You know the oddly tart meatiness of a well-sucked peach stone? And speaking of stones, have you ever licked slate? It’s very refreshing. Especially when you smell lemons and wicker. Somewhere there’s a lime, too, and rain on pavement hinting at summer like windchimes down the road. But not yet. Let your palate rummage through the early spring morning that is this chardonnay.