Wine Rating: 95
This month brings with it an interesting situation for me. For the first time since starting this review, I didn’t have a wine on hand to write about. This is not to say I don’t have any wine in my possession—in fact, quite the contrary. The cellar is stocked with beauties that are resting comfortably until they reach the perfect age. As I didn’t have a reasonably priced wine to offer up this month, I’ve decided to punch things up a notch and go old school, the keyword being old.With flashlight in hand, I venture down into the darkened corners of the wine cellar, making my way through cobwebs outlined in dust. Here, in the sweet smell of wood crates, their sides branded with markings from all over the world, I feel right at home. Haut Brion, Petrus and Gaja stare back at me. Some of the older bottles have peaked and, as a result, have leaked a bit, that moisture seeping into the shelves over the years, perfuming the air.