I am a very charming loony, supremely well-endowed with epidemiology and wine qualifications, who has finally found that severe PTSD, Generalised Anxiety Disorder and chronic psychosis are, on one of my all too rare good days, only a moderate impediment to having crazy fun with wine and food. Fifth top red trouser wearer in the international wine trade.
That’s a tasting note that I would never quite have the nerve to write. We should do a comparative tasting one day of white burgundy and play dough (I have no idea what it smells like).
I have one or two other comments I could make, but I’m too embarrassed and too well brought up to make them.
Oh I thought it was an accurate reflection of how I felt about it as I tried it.
Are you suggesting I am not well brought-up?
Now that was a really good bottle of Burgundy. Yummy. I’ll try and find my Pernot Grand Crus this summer. We must arrange a date, Peter! I also wonder if ten years is begining to be long enough for some of my more minor 1999 Burgundies. Have to try a little taste this summer.
You weren’t brought up in a good Catholic household like mine. If I get really tipsy and badly behaved one evening, I might respond to your Boillot note.
I have a bottle of Pernot Grand Cru. We opened a bottle at New Year. It was lovely. I need to replenish my stocks. Boillot is another great favourite. I love young Burgundy and mature Burgundy. As to whether any of the 1999s are mature yet – there’s one obvious way to test that hypothesis.