AJ McClellan
After the disappointment of the 1966 Cheval Blanc it was time to pull out another big gun.
1997 Dujac Echezeaux Grand Cru – Wonderfully complex wine with an upfront nose of allspice, burnt vanilla, and a light back of used coffee grounds. The palate revealed bramble berry and a slight hint of green coco. With a searing acidity that I didn’t know existed outside of German Rieslings this wine was a true delight to enjoy.
1983 Barbi Brunello – Dusty cherry seasoned with gasoline and hidden in the compost pile next to the barn. This Barbi was a great example of Brunello and was drinking very well but not quite up to the 82 that we had last week.
1966 Cheval Blanc – What the heck, after an hour I tried the Cheval Blanc again – WOW! What was once all cold steel and iron turned into a complex montage of dried leaves and blackberries with a smothering forest floor and mushrooms that grew overnight. The wine had resurrected itself and it was drinking like a champ. I love happy endings…