The nose is very expressive, not stupid primary, but in your face. It's almost like Muscat, not in the exact aromatic profile, but in its innocent/happy extroversion and aromas the color of pop art. Floral principally violets; a French strawberry-flavored candy called fraise tagada; old wood. And just like with a dry Muscat, the palate is nothing like the nose. It is fresh, and light for Roussanne. It has that granitic handbrake of minerality and salinity. And there is a hint of noble bitterness, a welcome good-herbaceous. The combo is refreshingly more Alto Adige than it is Northern Rhone.
J-B. Souillard can be considered a micro-negociant, sourcing grapes from carefully selected tiny, single plots. In the winery the approach is quite hands-off with only the minimum amount of SO2 added at bottling. Directly pressed, indigenous yeast fermentation. Aged for 12 months in older oak barrels, light fining or filtration only if necessary.