Sunday, January 30, 2005

2001 Chateau Damase Bordeaux Superieur

Mistral Restaurant in Charleston. A fantastic meal accompanied by this rich Bordeaux offering. Obliged to return after the experience of the previous night involving two Gnomes tooting away perched on the piano. Full bodied with a perky nose. A witty little wine, "I'm so witty, oh so witty, so witty and gritty and gray, that I hardly can believe I'm real." "Bang for the buckwise, that plays a massive joke on its more expressive courte pard (trans: expensive counterparts). Delivers a bang to your palate, delivers your pets for their cleaning, and what more can you ask of the God Baccharus?" "Uh, do you mean Bert Baccharus?" "Yes, that's right, Bert Baccharus and his godly friends." "However, Blood, Sweaters, and Tears, . . should the British Empire latst a thousand years. . . .'


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