The Con:
All of our little beauties are given a name, a moniker to show fondness for our pretty bottles. Even if we forget the name of the wine, Mr Hickenbothom will be sure to sweep in and jog our memory. Crown Chardonnay will never be forgotten nor mistaken. Bright and curvy, left to be spun into gold in oak barrels for a small felony’s span of time, stirred from its toasty bed to build character only a handful of times. An achievement that took years to realise, A Chardonnay that is more than worth the stache and the wait.