« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix
« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix
« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix
« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix
« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix
« It is in the intimacy of the vaulted cellar of Taillefer, that we occasionally gather. We come to pick up a vintage bottle, to taste it and to listen to what it has to tell us after all of those years...
We perceive the identity of the wines, the stories they harbor, those that were told to us in our youth, and others that remain, in the subdued secrecy of our forbearer's cellar. »
Claire Moueix