The Best Bordeaux I've had in a long while
When we went to grill some merguez at the chateau, Seb went rooting in the cave and brought out a bottle of the wine from his stock that they served at the wedding. I was swept away on a magic velvet carpet tasting this wine. I almost cried when they lamented only having 60 bottles of this lovely Bordeaux left. It was good at the wedding and amazing now. Maybe the company had something to do with it. Maybe the weather on that balmy spring day, the dappled sunlight under the arches along the arcade where we had lunch. Maybe it was the lawn chairs which we set up in a circle in a sunny spot near where the forest begins and where we all fell asleep, listening to the towering elms. Having the right cave has a whole lot to do with how a wine ages. I understand why some people invest so much in ensuring that the conditions for aging their wines are just right. Aude and Seb received various greats from historic millésimes from elder uncles on Seb's side as wedding gifts. I can only imagine what they have in store for the special occasions that they'll celebrate in the years to come.