At the foot of the Combe of Lavaux, a cool, deep coomb cut into the hillside as if with a sickle, Gevrey-Chambertin is an enthralling overture to the Symphony of the Grands Crus. The air contains hints of all the themes played by the Pinot Noir down to Santenay, some majestic, others more subtle.
Gevrey-Chambertin, a king among wines, can only bend its knee before an emperor. Napoleon accepted this homage and remained faithful to it. The Count of Las Cases, in his Mémorial de Sainte-Hélène, noted that “For fifteen years the Emperor constantly drank the same wine, which he liked and which we believed was good for him”.