In light of earlier topic on this board about very cringe TN’s thought I would share my cringeworthy review of 1999 Musar. Maybe start a new trend
Musar 1999
09:30. As I walk to the cellar, a jaunty spring in my step, I cannot help but feel happy that the day has come again where i will permit myself to open one of you.
1999, chateau Musar. My previous experiences with you have been nothing but good although requiring some patience, and with 6 bottles left I cannot wait to see what the future still holds. A slight worry that you will be different from previous iterations niggles at the back of my mind.
10:00. I take you into the kitchen, and upon retrieving my wine opener, gently peel away your covering foil. Looking at your cork, you seem to have leaked a little, but that should not be a huge problem.
10:05. Taking my Durand I coax your cork out of you, while twisting gently. You decide that you are not quite ready to surrender and decide to crumble.
10:10. After much coaxing I manage to free you from your corky prison and a beautiful smell of red fruit and leather assails my senses, a real delight.
10:30. I decant you into the decanter, taking note that you hold quite a bit of fine sediment, which I am careful not to pour out.
12:00. I decant you back into your bottle after having rinsed it, and lay you to rest in a cool spot uncovered untill later tonight when we have our final rendezvous.
17:30. I pour you into something more comfortable, so we can enjoy you better. For tonight i have selected a sexy little number that should reveal all your best bits; a Gabriel Gold Glass. You have really settled and are making me happy at this point. Wonderful floral notes, roses and delicate spices delight my olfactory senses.
17:45. Roast lamb in middle eastern spices and eggplant will be your dates tonight, and they complement you well. You are smooth as silk, bold and clearly developing maturity. A wonder to behold. Leather, tobacco, brambles and roses come to mind. A real mature beauty.
19:30. As I stare into my glass, I realize that our time again is fleeting. I cannot but feel a sense of sorrow that it might be a while till we meet again.
Chateau Musar 1999.
95/100 points.
A la prochaine!
M.