A collection of dated opinions on wine enjoyed by the Mike, his family, and their trusted friends. This log occupies the other end of the critical spectrum from the lists maintained by connoisseurs, experts, and aficionados but is rather more like a ship's log, documenting a journey through a veritable "sea of wine" noting events which happen both underway and in port. In vino veritas. MLR April 2003
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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