Updated: Mar 26
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Chateau Belgrave is a Fifth Growth in Saint-Laurent, separated from Saint-Julien by little more than a stream. Managed by Dourthe since 1979, with Michel Rolland as consultant, it produces claret from deep gravelly soils bordering some of the Médoc’s most celebrated terroir.
Those who find Belgrave too mineral, too saline, too austere are, in a sense, tasting the gravel — the same deep Garonne gravel that underpins the great estates just across the border. The appellation label changes in the stream. The geology does not.
The Three Wine
Belgrave 2013. 70% Cabernet Sauvignon, 30% Merlot. Alcohol: approx. 12.5%. Decanter 88 (Steven Spurrier), Wine-Searcher avg 87, CellarTracker 88.
The cool, wet season devastated the Merlot crop, leaving the Cabernet striving for ripeness in soils that never quite dried out. What emerged is a wine that makes no attempt to flatter — and you’ll know it the moment you lift the glass. The nose is earthy and precise: creamy plum, dried blackcurrant, a faint suggestion of iron and wet stone. On the palate, you find something taut and lean — dry, angular tannins, a finish that lingers longer than you expect, and a mineral salinity that pulls you back for another sip even as it refuses to give much away. There is no generosity here. But there is honesty, and a directness that warmer, richer vintages tend to smooth over. In 2013, the terroir is simply exposed, and if you’re paying attention, that’s quietly pretty.
Belgrave 2014. 66% Cabernet Sauvignon, 32% Merlot, 2% Petit Verdot. Alcohol: 13%. Wine Enthusiast 92, Decanter 90, Wine-Searcher avg 89, CellarTracker 89.5.
A proper Left Bank year — the kind that reminds you what this appellation is capable of. Pour it and give it five minutes; it opens up gradually, and that patience is rewarded. Dark cherry and cassis at the core, with tobacco leaf, cedar, and a faint graphite note that gives the whole thing a cool, mineral lift. On the palate, you get real focus and length — firm tannins that have begun to soften, a mid-palate that holds its shape, and a finish that lingers with quiet authority. It doesn’t shout. It doesn’t need to. Built to age comfortably for another four or five years, though if you open one tonight, you won’t regret it.
Belgrave 2019. Approx. 65–70% Cabernet Sauvignon, 30–35% Merlot. Alcohol: 13.5–14%. Wine Enthusiast 94, Wine Advocate 90, Wine-Searcher avg 91.
The ripest and most expressive of the three, and the most ambitious. A long, warm, dry season pushed concentration and complexity to levels this estate rarely reaches — and you can feel it the moment the wine hits the glass. The nose opens with violet and dried rose, then slowly darkens into espresso, dark cassis, and a ribbon of dark chocolate that you didn’t quite expect. The palate is dense and supple — more generous than the 2014, more complete than the 2013 — with a texture that coats rather than grips. You’ll want to hold it in the mouth a little longer than usual. The tannins are ripe and well-integrated, though the wine still needs three to five years to fully come together; open it now, and you’re catching it mid-sentence. The alcohol is higher than in the other two vintages, but the fruit carries it without strain. By most accounts, the finest Belgrave in a generation. Tasting it, that’s not hard to believe.
A Note on Microoxygenation
Rolland is associated with microoxygenation — the controlled introduction of oxygen after fermentation to soften tannins and open fruit. The 2013, with its angular tannins and unresolved oak, is the vintage in which that technique is most keenly felt in its absence.
Open the 2013 now — a cool evening, something earthy on the plate. The 2014 is drinking well and has a few years left. The 2019 needs time; open it now, and you’re catching it mid-sentence. Taken together, they make a quiet but compelling case: the terroir is real, the winemaking is disciplined, and the label on the bottle is the least interesting thing about what’s inside it.
Michel Rolland always lived at a fast pace. Even in his seventies, he barely slowed down, as Neal Martin noted days ago. Now I understand why. For Rolland, work and life were the same. One doesn't slow down for enjoyment, does he? Consulting wasn't just a job for him; it was how he experienced the world. Travelling to Argentina, tasting in Bordeaux, blending in Napa—these were not separate from living; they were living. Slowing down would have meant becoming someone else.
His laboratory noted that even at the very end, he was "still full of energy, projects, and travel plans." He was in Argentina just weeks before his death, on the 2026 vintage.
I first met him before 2000. That meeting changed how I taste wine and influenced everything that followed.
He described microoxygenation not as a winemaker’s trick but as a philosophy. To him, it was a careful step, just enough oxygen to soften tannins that resisted on their own. He saw it not as manipulation, but as patience in practice. Critics saw it differently. Many argued that adding oxygen made wines uniform and erased individuality. Some claimed it was a shortcut that masked flaws or sped up a process that should happen slowly in the barrel. Rolland knew these claims, but always insisted microoxygenation was not about cutting corners or creating a formula. For him, it was a tool, as useful or dangerous as the person using it. While others argued whether the method was cheating or genius, Rolland had already moved on.
What stands out most to me is how he viewed fruit. He believed fruit was the true heart of wine, showing exactly where a grape grew and ripened. Everything done in the cellar either supported that truth or worked against it. He said that hiding the fruit was not a style choice, but a mistake.
He spoke about this calmly, without any drama. That’s what I remember most. Once, during a tasting at his office, I watched as he quietly swirled a glass, tasted, and then listened to a winemaker defend a more aggressive style. Rolland didn’t interrupt or raise his voice. Instead, he asked just one question, "But can you still taste the vineyard?" There was a pause, and then a gentle smile. He believed the answer to that question mattered more than any technical debate. He shaped wines on five continents, advised over 150 estates in 14 countries, and talked about fruit the way a painter talks about light: as the thing everything is meant to reveal.
He was ahead of his time. Today, people talk a lot about minimal intervention, letting vineyards speak, and keeping the winemaker’s ego out of the way. Rolland was already having those conversations quietly, years ago.
He died on March 20, 2026, at 78. He was still working, still travelling, and still making plans. Michel Rolland never slowed down.
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Château Charmail 2010, Haut-Médoc, Cru Bourgeois, Saint-Séurin-de-Cadourne
Colour
Deep ruby-garnet, dense at the core, with only the faintest browning at the rim — the mark of a concentrated, well-structured 2010.
The Vintage Context
A dry, sunny summer and cool nights drove slow, even ripening, resulting in high tannin, high acidity, and elevated alcohol. At Charmail, ABV pushed comfortably above 14 per cent. The acidity kept pace, giving the wine genuine structure and ageing potential. Compared to the richer, softer 2009, 2010 shows greater precision and tension, while the cooler, lighter 2011 lacks the same depth and solidity. This clarity in structure and balance sets the 2010 apart among recent Charmail vintages.
Terroir, Blend and Style
Charmail sits in Saint-Séurin-de-Cadourne, bordering Saint-Estèphe, on gravelly clay-limestone slopes overlooking the Gironde — a riverside position that moderates temperatures and promotes even ripening. The 2010 blend was approximately 48% Merlot, 30% Cabernet Sauvignon, 20% Cabernet Franc, and a sliver of Petit Verdot. That unusually high Merlot proportion, grown on iron-rich red clay, defines the style: generous fruit, bright acidity, and a textural roundness rare among Haut-Médoc estates.
Winemaking
Charmail was among the first Bordeaux estates to use pre-fermentation cold maceration. Grapes are chilled after harvest to extract soft tannins from skins rather than pips, giving the wine its plush texture. In 2010, this technique was especially evident. One critic said the wine "shows a little too plainly the supple, cool, fruit weight that comes from cold maceration." This highlights the method's impact on this vintage. The wine matures in French oak for 12 months, with about one-third of the barrels new. Barrel toast matters: at best, it adds mocha notes and enhances fruit. Too much toast overpowers. In 2010, oak occasionally dominates, the wine's main weakness.
Nose and Palate
The nose opens with immediate generosity — dark plum, blackcurrant, cassis. Given time, fine tobacco, dried herbs, and an iron-tinged minerality emerge from the red clay soils beneath. When the oak sits where it should, a whisper of mocha and cedar lifts the whole. When it doesn't, the roast pushes forward and the fruit retreats. On the palate, the cold maceration announces itself: silky, fine-grained tannins and a supple, seamless texture. Ripe blackberry and dark plum fill the mid-palate with a fleshy generosity kept honest by bright acidity. The finish is long — cassis, mineral thread — though the charred oak can intrude. Here lies the 2010 paradox: the oak occasionally outreaches the wine's weight, yet that very ambition is what makes Charmail feel, in the right moment, more serious than its appellation warrants.
Château Charmail 2010, how good?
The argument that Charmail, in a ripe vintage, can evoke a cru classé is sustainable — but only if carefully framed. In terms of raw fruit power, depth, and complexity, the gap is real and should not be minimised. The great crus draw on older vines, deeper gravel, and centuries-refined terroir that produce a density Charmail, for all its quality, does not replicate.
What Charmail offers instead is elegance — the silky, fruit-forward, seamlessly textured claret that is Saint-Julien's hallmark. High Merlot, cold maceration, and the Gironde's moderating influence conspire to produce finesse over muscle. Blind, in a vintage like 2010, it can sit alongside a Langoa Barton, a Talbot, a Branaire-Ducru without embarrassment. The perfume, the suppleness, the balance — they are all there.
The comparison works less well against Pauillac. The graphite austerity and iron-fisted structure of a Pauillac cru is a different animal entirely — rooted in deep Cabernet dominance and gravel terroir that Charmail does not possess. Margaux, at its most ethereal, is similarly out of reach.
Charmail 2010 is not a cru classé and does not pretend to be. But it shares the grammar of Saint-Julien — silky tannin, more than ample dark fruit, restrained oak — and in that register, the lookalike quality is genuine. That it does so at a fraction of the price of even a modest classed growth is, ultimately, the most compelling argument of all.
Food Pairing
Charmail 2010 finds its best partners in the rich, savoury traditions of Hong Kong cooking. Roast goose (燒鵝) is the natural match — the fatty, lacquered skin and gamey depth met by the wine's fruit generosity and acidity, which cuts cleanly through the richness. Braised pork belly (梅菜扣肉) works equally well: the sweetness of the braise and yielding texture mirror the silky mid-palate. Char siu (叉燒), with its caramelised glaze, plays off the mocha and dark fruit notes with surprising harmony. Peking duck (北京烤鴨), particularly the skin course, echoes the toasty oak almost deliberately. Avoid delicate steamed dishes or heavy spice — the oak, at its more assertive moments, will overwhelm rather than complement.
Drinking Window
Drink now to 2028. At fifteen years, the tannins are resolved, and the oak is well integrated. The fruit, showing notes of cassis and dark plum, remains vibrant, but the window will not stay open indefinitely. Those with cellared bottles should not delay. After 2028, the wine is likely to gradually lose some of its fresh fruit and structure, with tertiary flavours such as earth, leather, and dried herbs coming forward as the core recedes. Enthusiasts who enjoy developed, evolved claret may still find pleasure in bottles held longer, but there is an increasing risk of fading fruit and dryness on the finish. Extended cellaring beyond this point is for the adventurous, as the wine may slowly decline rather than improve.
Serving
89–91 / 100. ABV: approximately 13.5–14%. Decant one hour before serving. Serve at 16-18°C for optimal expression.
The arguments and the gestation of this article are the work of Kevin Tang, kindly assisted by AI.
