Well, that figures. I first discovered it on a wine tour in the Napa Valley around 1981...Beringer, I believe. It was like a choir of angels in my mouth. But it’s a quirky wine and some years are spectacular with a run of average years in between. More than is usual for other wines. The one I had tonight wasn’t a case of angelic choirs in my mouth, but it was better than average. Actually, I’m not sure I can justify paying for angelic choirs in my mouth. Cripes it’s expensive.
Now I should go look up that movie.
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It was that movie, Sideways. After it came out, Pinot Noir became the new It wine, and the prices started skyrocketing.