e would like great wines to be immortal, alas, like all their fellow brethren, even the mightiest are not. My host served me a red wine the other night at dinner, I espied the bottle’s label, old and tattered, covered with grime, but still discernible. So with heightened expectation I took the first mouthful, expecting […]
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