Margaux, Bordeaux, France. 12.5%
Rich and ripe wine, more than I expected for a late 90s vintage. Exotic fleshy wine, but definitely not a right bank wine in flavour terms. Almost a burgundian take on Bordeaux.
Coffee (cafe latte) oak, and some cowshit (mercaptan?) – if I had tasted this wine blind I’m sure I would have been (unjustly) dismissive because these are both characters that I’m not fond of. And this is why there are sound reasons not to taste blind (just as many as there are in favour of blind tasting); anyway who drinks bottles blind?