From: Atlanta, GA
ORIGINAL: Old Doug
ORIGINAL: Mike Evans
Only one corked bottle this weekend. It was a 1964 Cheval Blanc, but at least the person who generously provided it got the romantic thrill of removing the cork that ruined the bottle he's been looking forward to sharing for 50 years, instead of having the experience marred by the pedestrian unscrewing of a cap.
I'm fine with screwcaps, but after that bottle showed up as corked, I'd want to get well and truly hammered, regardless of how the booze bottles were closed.
The pain was assuaged by the exceptional performances of the same person's 1961 Lynch Bages (blind I would have guessed it was the 1982), 1961 Ducru-Beaucaillou (my wine of the year, incredible intensity, complexity, and depth), and 1964 La Mission Haut-Brion (elegant and loaded with the tobacco, minerality, and lawn fertilizer complexity that make Haut-Brion and La Mission Haut-Brion my favorite Bordeaux), as well as 1966 Palmer, 1979, 1982, and 1985 Lynch Bages, 1979 Pichon-Lalande (the Pichon was nice, but to my surprise the 1979 Lynch Bages was much better, while the 1985 was off and showing a lot of green and the 1982 was more blocky, youthful, and monolithic than usual), 1990 L'Evangile (the best 1990 Right Banks are so exotic and beautiful but still subtle and balanced, the proverbial steel fist in a velvet glove wrapped in a silk handkerchief, and this is one of the best) , 2000 Leoville-Poyferre, and 2002 Vieux Chateau Certan (from magnum).
It was a good day.