St-Germain is exceedingly special and rare, very limited quantities are hand made each year. There are some fifty men at the foothills of the Alps, who for a few fleeting spring days, gently usher wild elderflower blossoms into sacks and descend the hillside, they mount their bicycles and ride the umbels of starry white flowers to market. And so, what of the taste of St-Germain? It has been said that Paris is a mélange curieux, a curious mixture of flavors, styles and influences. So it is with St-Germain. Vraiment!.
Crystal clear straw hues. A clean floral nose with hints of pear, peach and grapefruit zest. Neither peach nor pear, lychee nor citrus, the sublime taste of St-Germain hints at each of these and yet none of them exactly. Consider the dainty elderflower blossoms themselves. A flavour as subtle and delicate as it is captivating. A little like asking a hummingbird to describe the flavour of its favorite nectar.