LOL--too true!
Thanksgiving is when we go deep into the cellar. I think I told this story before, but when I got my first real job in 1983, and had a paycheck, I spent it all on books, flowers, and wine. I know, I know--I should have included watches, but I didn't. When the 1982 Bordeaux was released in 1985, I bought about 35 cases, including first and second growths, brought it to my parents' home in Massachusetts and built a passive cellar--and when I visited, twice or thrice a year, we had great meals--dad did the garden, mum did the cooking, and I did the wine. This continued for over two decades, as I slowly added to the cellar when I could. After my dad died, and my mom couldn't manage the house, I brought the cellar with me to Chicago. A couple of good friends became regular Thanksgiving dinner partners--and some years we were real gluttons. This was 2009:
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This year is a bit more modest--since my wife and son and I are alone because of Covid, but here's the lineup.
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We don't 'drink' them all of course--there's always a few that take a wrong turn, lol--like the 1989 Troplong Mondot did, alas. But I also enjoy tasting these wrong turns--they take you to some really weird places on your tongue. We will see where the others end up this afternoon and evening and over the next two days.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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