Friday, April 11, 2008
2002 Grand Cru les Preuses, La Chablisienne
Superb vintage, it's a profound testament to enological veracity. Fireweed honey esters roil up the glass, pungent with frankincense and myrrh smoked ancient stone and wood shafts funneling the languorous movement of an opulently overripe apricot shedding its skin before slipping into a gooseberry lined bed and the trembling embrace of a post pubescent fig tree, commingling their rhapsodic liquid essence in the twice blessed womb of myth & imagination. Suddenly I’m 10 years old, standing blindfolded in front of the main entrance to Westminster Abbey, my mother imploring in her perfect soprano “ My redeemer Liveth” solo pitch “Breath Brian!” as she flings open the doors and shoves me through. I am staggered by the kaleidoscopic smells of ecclesiastic mystery and ancient history.
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