Lovely deep colour, almost like the yellow nectarine of which it's redolent.
It's still got a lovely crispness to the back end, and a long flourish to its finish.
Fig, green olive in the mix too good all round package. 90, bordering on 91.
The faintest amount of colour draws the eye here, aromatics of ripe beurre bosc, along with a little baking sweet-spice lure further.
A nice snappy line of acids brings vibrancy and energy. Lithe and lively, surpassing by a long stretch many pedestrian examples with focal appeal, allure, and line. 92
Soft and ripe pear, hints of what feels like flaked almond. Gentle florals adding to the overall package. 
Luscious ripe pear, almost dripping is how I sense this wine.
Pouring a delightful subtle bronze colour. Offering aromas of just ripe Nashi pear, subtle spice hints, a suggestion of toast (although that could be me having a stroke or the neighbour burning theirs!).
Pear drops, green apples, floral elements. Spiced, textural nuances - veering to more Gris like territory, straddling a fine line. 
Spiced pears, white florals, faint rock melon notes in the frame too. Delicate Crispness through the middle, spiced and with acidity adding drive and thrust. 
Mezzacorona is the largest grower of Pinot Grigio in the world.
Subtle orange oil and blossom, poached pear and delicate spice; pear conveys itself on the palate, honey nuances, spice adding a tickle of length. 
Nashi pear, rock melon vibes, fresh and dribbling with juice of summery fruits.
This Angullong Grigio generally comes across well, in fact they pretty much nail the varieties of Italian origin. 
King Valley Grigio from a strong Italian heritage. Smells crisp, of pear and creamy white florals. 
You'd expect that a winery with deep Italian connections would be able to nail the Gris/gio style! Dried straw, vanilla and pear aromatics. Crisp as a summer's day.
Succulent pear, almost brimming and dripping with the flavour and aroma one hopes, certainly expects of a Grigio (of Italian heritage).
Comes across all a bit pear and peach. I'm not quite sure where to go with that, save for a fruit salad.
The title of this one reminds of the Manic Street Preacher's "La Tristesse Durera", one of those odd little glimpses into how my mind works. Or doesn't.
A visually appealing copper tinged wine on pour, bookended with hints of spice and stonefruit kernel that give the wine drive and length, lingering long on the finish. 
