Picture this: A well-manicured lady is ceremoniously presented with a bottle of wine from the Médoc AOC. She watches intently as the contents are decanted and poured, then holds the offering up to the light, swirls, sniffs—“Pleasing licorice and complex red and blackberry on the nose”—finally sips, eyes closed, and exclaims, “Structured, robust, full-bodied.” Final words: “Room to develop if cellared.” Spittoon. #endscene
The pretension of it all ... Wait! Don’t talk about me like that. As evidenced by my “queen of humility” involvement in the libations scene, Bordeaux really is accessible, and like cheese and bourbon, it just takes a little learning.
