Rule number one in wine: every once in a while you need to drink old Bordeaux.
Don’t tell my wife I said old. According to her, this bottle we shared together is young. Alright. I saw this bottle of Cos d’Estournel 1995 on the list. Decent to okay price. And well, it’s the birth year of my wife. Yet, all of these reasons don’t really matter: rule number one. And since my latest bottle of old Bordeaux was a few years past me. I was left no choice.
Pop ‘n pour. Stop decanting your old Bordeaux people. You’re ruining it. Anyhow. From the color, no way this is 30 years old. There’s bricking, there’s sediment – but its concentrated and vibrant.
Its age shows better on the nose. Dried red plum, dried cranberry, raisiny and a herbal menthol kinda note. Slightly green.
On to the heavy-hitters Bordeaux is known for. Leather, tobacco notes and the good stuff alike. Earthy notes, mineral graphite side. There’s still a bit of vanilla and chocolate lift from the good old (well new…) barrels. Now old. Then new. You get it.
Tannins still present. A touch grainy, yet well integrated. Somewhere a green, herbal note. Long and savory finish. Even though there are all the classic old age Bordeaux descriptors, I’m kind of surprised how young this feels on the palate. Rich, concentrated. Barely fading. Just like my wife.
It’s fun to enjoy a bottle like this. At the same time it reminds me how predictable, and boring Bordeaux is to my palate. I’m there for it. Until I’m not. And that until is usually about one glass. By the way, we have stopped here talking about my wife.
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St Estephe magic! I’m a big fan of Cos and coincidentally, one of my absolute favorite bottles that I’ve ever tried in my time was ’95 Calon Segur… The nearby neighbor.
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Rule number one in wine: every once in a while you need to drink old Bordeaux.
Don’t tell my wife I said old. According to her, this bottle we shared together is young. Alright. I saw this bottle of Cos d’Estournel 1995 on the list. Decent to okay price. And well, it’s the birth year of my wife. Yet, all of these reasons don’t really matter: rule number one. And since my latest bottle of old Bordeaux was a few years past me. I was left no choice.
Pop ‘n pour. Stop decanting your old Bordeaux people. You’re ruining it. Anyhow. From the color, no way this is 30 years old. There’s bricking, there’s sediment – but its concentrated and vibrant.
Its age shows better on the nose. Dried red plum, dried cranberry, raisiny and a herbal menthol kinda note. Slightly green.
On to the heavy-hitters Bordeaux is known for. Leather, tobacco notes and the good stuff alike. Earthy notes, mineral graphite side. There’s still a bit of vanilla and chocolate lift from the good old (well new…) barrels. Now old. Then new. You get it.
Tannins still present. A touch grainy, yet well integrated. Somewhere a green, herbal note. Long and savory finish. Even though there are all the classic old age Bordeaux descriptors, I’m kind of surprised how young this feels on the palate. Rich, concentrated. Barely fading. Just like my wife.
It’s fun to enjoy a bottle like this. At the same time it reminds me how predictable, and boring Bordeaux is to my palate. I’m there for it. Until I’m not. And that until is usually about one glass. By the way, we have stopped here talking about my wife.
St Estephe magic! I’m a big fan of Cos and coincidentally, one of my absolute favorite bottles that I’ve ever tried in my time was ’95 Calon Segur… The nearby neighbor.