I am not sleeping terribly well; I’ve been up before three and unable to get back to sleep the past few nights. To fill the time I’ve been wondering about the best bottle of wine I have ever tasted. It wasn’t very difficult, it was the
Musigny Grand Cru 2005 from Mugnier
that I tried last year. The only problem is, my note totally fails to capture the utter brilliance of that wine. I was very positive, certainly, but the wine existed on a higher plain of loveliness than I articulated; perhaps than I am capable of articulating. Its wondrous aromas, purity, finesse, style and total mind-bending brilliance really defy description. And I don’t own any: bums, bums, bums.