Full of plump, ripe Suncrest peach, papaya chutney, and stony minerality, the drinkability of 2011 Argyle Riesling is downright silly. By drinkability, I'm talking about balance in all the right places. Fleshy and round both upfront and through the middle, with pitch-perfect acid along the sides and on the back end. The salvaries begin to gush. Amylase flows as though it were spring time on the Rogue River. Kara-age and daigaku imo!