So I opened the French wine, and was surprised at the colour. It's held up well, still a hint of red freshness with browner overtones.
The cork simply fell to bits.
On tasting, was like being punched in the mouth by a Port; it has fortified, with a short flat finish. Not too bad, really. OK, it's shite, and I only had 3 sips, shuddering with each one, but I was happy to put my body on the line for the sake of this blog.
Needless to say I ate my dinner with a glass of water.
Coming up, Rockfords, Charles Melton and more. Will they be drinkable? Have they survived my garage?
Drinking through my cellar, one bottle at a time. If you love dusty bottles and corked wine, this is the blog for you! My wine collection has grown over the years mainly through my love of wineries and the whole industry of wine-making. It's time to start drinking my cellar, one bottle at a time, and this blog will be a random collection of whatever I have dragged out and managed to open. Wish me luck! Patty
Dusty bottels & wine corks
One cellar, many bottles, one woman. Can I do it?


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