Fine Wines

Burgundy, Mendocino, Venice. Wine farmed and fermented as wine — and the Bellini, as Venice first poured it.

Bolle — Chardonnay Reserve

The structure in white — orchard fruit over a mineral spine, twice-fermented and patient.

Most houses take the alcohol out of wine and stop. Bolle refuses the shortcut — real wine first, then a proprietary double fermentation that keeps the wine’s aromatic integrity intact. No one else does this. That patience is why they entered the house.

The Chardonnay Reserve is drawn from 100% Chardonnay grown in Mâcon, in the heart of Burgundy. Pale gold, quietly luminous — green apple and citrus open first, then white acacia, a thread of hazelnut, a delicate spice underneath. Mineral and crisp through the middle, gently rounded, never heavy.

The flagship’s quieter sibling. A still Chardonnay that holds its line from first pour to last.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the Stem Zero Masterglass. The bowl gathers the aroma and lifts it to the nose before the first sip.

Serve — 50–54°F. The dinner pour, first course to last.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Orchard, present. Green apple and citrus rise first; white acacia and a subtle hazelnut follow, a delicate thread of spice underneath.
• Arc — Steady. It travels the palate in one unhurried line — no surge, no fade — the structure carrying it from edge to edge.
• Weight — Layered. A medium-light body, mineral and gently rounded, composed across every register.
• Stay — Dry. Clean, precise, quietly persistent — a finish that reflects both origin and intent.
• The Table — Shellfish. Soft cheeses. White-fleshed fish. The structured table.

Bolle — Chardonnay (still)

The white that stays for dinner.

Most houses take the alcohol out of wine and stop. Bolle refuses the shortcut — real wine first, then a proprietary double fermentation that keeps the wine’s aromatic integrity intact. No one else does this. That patience is why they entered the house.

The Chardonnay is the bottle for the table — 85% Chardonnay with 15% Silvaner, the quiet German grape lending texture and a savory edge. Gold and clear; a clean, light citrus nose that opens into rich stone fruit and crisp apple on the palate. Medium-dry, with genuine weight and real texture — the depth to stand up to food without fighting it, through a medium-to-long close. Nothing added, nothing artificial; what little sweetness remains is the grape’s own.

No bubbles, no fuss. Just wine.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the Stem Zero Masterglass. The bowl gathers the aroma and lifts it to the nose before the first sip.

Serve — 50–54°F. The dinner pour, first course to last.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Quiet citrus. Clean and light on purpose — this bottle saves its voice for the palate.
• Arc — Even. Stone fruit and crisp apple arrive mid-palate and hold their line — no surge, no fade, the dinner companion’s temperament.
• Weight — Textured. Genuine weight, real texture — the Silvaner’s savory edge under the Chardonnay’s fruit; the body that stands up to food without fighting it.
• Stay — Quietly long. Medium to long, composed — it lets the food do the talking, then has the last word.
• The Table — Pan-seared sea bass. Wild mushroom and truffle risotto. The chicken-and-leek pie, and baked Camembert with honey.

Bolle — Grand Reserve Blanc de Blancs

The flagship — brioche and apricot over a creamy mousse; four thousand bottles exist.

Most houses take the alcohol out of wine and stop. Bolle starts there — a second fermentation, so the bubbles are born in the bottle; then French oak; then patient months on the lees. That patience is why they entered the house.

The Grand Reserve is the fullest expression of the house. Brioche and toasted warmth over ripe apricot, carried on a fine, creamy mousse — the body that only a long second fermentation and its months on the lees can build. Four thousand bottles exist. We took ours.

The flagship, in full voice. Where the Chardonnay Reserve is the quieter sibling, this is the celebration.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the handblown Stem Zero Champagne. The tall bowl holds the bead in view, and the crystal holds nothing back.

Serve — 45–50°F, well chilled.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Brioche. Toasted, bready warmth over ripe apricot — the aromatics of a proper flagship.
• Arc — Building. It gathers as it travels, a slow and deliberate rise across the palate rather than a single note struck once.
• Weight — Creamy. A fine, full mousse over real body — the mouthfeel that long lees ageing leaves behind.
• Stay — Reserve-long. A finish that holds, and holds — the length that separates a flagship from its sibling.
• The Table — The celebration. The toast that opens the night, and the pour that ends it well.

Bolle — Still Rosé

California, in pale pink.

Most houses take the alcohol out of wine and stop. Bolle refuses the shortcut — real wine first, then a proprietary double fermentation that keeps the wine’s aromatic integrity intact. No one else does this. That patience is why they entered the house.

The Still Rosé is built on the classic Provence recipe — Grenache and Cinsault in nearly equal halves, Carignan and Mourvèdre threaded through — grown and made entirely in California. Pale, luminous, light pink and clear; fresh raspberry and cherry rise first, watermelon and pink grapefruit behind them. Bone-dry through the middle, mineral-driven, medium-light — and at the close, a touch of peppery spice that lingers well past the sip. Vegan, nothing added: no sugar, no flavors, no color. What sweetness remains is the grape’s own.

Spring and summer, bottled — with a spine.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the Stem Zero Masterglass. The bowl gathers the aroma and lifts it to the nose before the first sip.

Serve — 46–50°F, cold but not iced. The long lunch, the garden gathering, the warm afternoon that runs into evening.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Raspberry. Fresh raspberry and cherry first, watermelon and pink grapefruit at the edges — a Provençal nose, entire.
• Arc — Taut. Bone-dry from the first moment, medium acidity holding the line — it travels lean and never slackens.
• Weight — Mineral. Medium-light and stone-driven; elegance carried on structure, not on softness.
• Stay — Peppered, long. The mineral finish lingers, and then the surprise: a touch of peppery spice, the signature that stays after the fruit has gone.
• The Table — Lobster poached in butter. Prosciutto with melon and figs. Hamachi with finger lime — and at the end, the apricot galette.

Bolle — Sauvignon Blanc

The lively one in white.

Most houses take the alcohol out of wine and stop. Bolle refuses the shortcut — real wine first, then a proprietary double fermentation that keeps the wine’s aromatic integrity intact. No one else does this. That patience is why they entered the house.

The Sauvignon Blanc is the grape at its most awake — 100% Sauvignon Blanc, gold and clear in the glass. Crisp apple and ripe pear open first, fresh-cut grass just behind, and a trace of passion fruit running through like a rumor of the tropics. Lively acidity carries it across the palate — medium-dry, light on its feet — to a clean, bright, lingering close. Nothing added: no sugar, no glycerin, no flavors, no aromas. Everything in the glass was made by fermentation alone.

The white that wakes the table.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the Stem Zero Masterglass. The bowl gathers the aroma and lifts it to the nose before the first sip.

Serve — 46–50°F, well chilled. The aperitif hour, and the table that follows it.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Green orchard. Crisp apple and ripe pear over fresh-cut grass, a trace of passion fruit behind — the Sauvignon signature, entire.
• Arc — Lively. The acidity dances rather than walks; it delivers the nose’s promise with each sip and never sits still.
• Weight — Fresh. Light to medium, medium-dry — its roundness is the grape’s own, not a spoonful of anything.
• Stay — Bright, lifted. Clean and focused at the close, with a lingering lift that asks for the next bite.
• The Table — Citrus-cured scallops. Steamed mussels. Roast chicken with lemon and asparagus — and the goat’s-cheese tart.

Woody’s — Blanc de Blancs

The toast — green apple and Meyer lemon ripening into peach; crisp, quick, festive.

A third-generation farmer asked what zero-proof wine would be if it weren’t an afterthought. Woody’s is farmed like wine because it is wine — its alcohol drawn away under vacuum, nothing else touched.

The Blanc de Blancs is the toast of the range. Green apple and Meyer lemon at the open, ripening toward peach; a fine, quick bead and a clean, dry close. Mendocino brightness, kept whole.

The first pour of the evening.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the handblown Stem Zero Champagne. The tall bowl holds the bead in view, and the crystal holds nothing back.

Serve — 42–46°F, well chilled.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Citrus. Green apple and Meyer lemon rise first, ripening toward peach as it opens.
• Arc — Quick. A lively, immediate travel across the palate — festive, unhurried by nothing.
• Weight — Crisp. A fine bead over a light body; brightness kept, nothing weighed down.
• Stay — Clean. A dry, quick close that leaves the palate ready for the next pour.
• The Table — Oysters. Fried things. The first pour of the evening.

Woody’s — Sparkling Rosé

The brightness — fresh berry over a dry middle; its color and its nerve left exactly where they were.

A third-generation farmer asked what zero-proof wine would be if it weren’t an afterthought. Woody’s is farmed like wine because it is wine — its alcohol drawn away under vacuum, nothing else touched.

The Sparkling Rosé is the brightness of the range. Fresh berry at the open over a dry, quick middle — its color and its nerve left exactly where the farming put them.

The pour that starts the party.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the handblown Stem Zero Champagne. The tall bowl holds the bead in view, and the crystal holds nothing back.

Serve — 42–46°F, well chilled.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — Bright. Fresh red berry, lifted and immediate.
• Arc — Quick. A lively travel, dry through the middle — no sweetness to slow it.
• Weight — Crisp. A fine bead over a light body; the color carries, the weight does not.
• Stay — Dry. A clean, quick finish — the nerve of a real rosé, kept.
• The Table — Aperitivo. Charcuterie. The pour that starts the party.

Cipriani — Bellini Zero

White peach, as Venice poured it first — the celebration, without the proof.

The Bellini was invented at the family’s Harry’s Bar in Venice in 1948. We pour the house’s own zero-proof original — some classics require nothing from us but the yes.

White peach nectar, soft and gentle, exactly as Venice poured it. Not a wine — a celebration. The toast that opens or closes the table.

The celebration, standing a little apart from the wines — as a Bellini should.

We do not score. We read. The Reading is how the house locates this bottle — four axes, written on the four petals of the mark.

One to four petals, quiet to pronounced. A Reading is a location, not a grade.

Read in — the handblown Stem Zero Champagne.

Serve — well chilled, straight from the refrigerator.

The Reading, in Full

• Nose — White peach. Ripe and forward — the fruit, undiluted.
• Arc — Soft. A gentle, rounded travel; no edges, no rush.
• Weight — Nectar. Full and fruit-driven, the body of the peach itself.
• Stay — Gentle. A soft, sweet-edged close — the celebration, lingering kindly.
• The Table — The welcome. The toast. Brunch, and the first hour of a party.