Some people you meet and instantly know – they’re different. Not loud. Not flashy. Not trying to be anyone but themselves. Just real. Grounded. Present. That’s exactly how it felt the first time I met Marguerite Folle Blanche 2020from Domaine de l’Ecu. I didn’t need to think twice – this wine had a face right away.

He’s the kind of guy who walks barefoot across wet sand while morning mist still clings to the shoreline. His hair is tousled from the wind, his skin weathered by salt and sun, and when you meet him, it feels like he’s just come from speaking with the sea—or maybe with the stars. Not a city dweller. No pretender. A man who lives with nature, not against it.

The first sip? Like a conversation with that very person. You expect something simple – and then get floored by his clarity. There’s this bracing, salty, almost iodine-like freshness, like a gust straight off the Atlantic. Citrus zest, wild herbs, and somewhere in the background, a faint whisper of seaweed – not off-putting, but intriguing. He’s sharp, alive, vivid. Not a wine to curl up with, but one that pulls you outside and says: Come on, let’s go to the ocean.

And as the conversation – or glass – goes on, you realize: there’s substance here. Not because he’s loud, but because he’s deep. Marguerite is as clear as spring water, yet layered – the kind of person who speaks plainly but with meaning, always respectful, with a sly glint in his eye. His character? Not for fans of fruit bombs or over-polished charm. He’s for those who want to feel where a wine comes from – and why it tastes exactly like it does.

To me, he’s someone who doesn’t compromise. Who knows where he belongs. Not in boardrooms, but out in the fields, dirt under his nails. Maybe a fisherman. Maybe a gardener. Definitely not one for small talk – but someone you can share long, comfortable silences with. And that silence means something.

That’s what makes this wine so special. Marguerite doesn’t pretend. No makeup. No frills. Just raw energy – from the earth, from the sea, shaped by a winemaker who’s clearly walking his own path.

A wine like this man: rugged, honest, full of life. And if you’re willing to let him in, he won’t let you go. Promise.