A sensuous nose suggests berries, cherries and a hint of oak. The fruity, polished taste screams of Rebourgeon-Mure’s 465 years of vino experience. 465 years! Imagine that. Who wouldn’t be a phenomenal lover after 465 years of practice? I mean wine. A phenomenal wine. I’d be like the Edward Cullen of lovemaking. WINEMAKING. Shit, is it warm in here? Man, I’ve gotta stop talking about Twilight. At least I’ve always got a bottle of this Burgundy on hand, no-one could have a sour taste in their mouth after a glass of this juice.