The Night Circus

Lightly sparkling and luminous white. The wine of the circus's white-and-black world, sweetly intoxicating, poured in a black tent that smells of caramel and snow.

Silky and seductive with dark cherry and a hint of spice, it is the kind of red you sip slowly while wandering black-and-white tents after midnight. Theatrical but never showy, much like Le Cirque des Rêves.

Ethereal and tightrope-precise. A Mosel Spätlese in the hands of Fritz Haag achieves the impossible balance of sweetness and electricity, like Celia's magic itself.