Received wisdom seems to be that in Bordeaux, Graves, St Emilion and Pomerol fared best. In Piedmont and Tuscany it was apparently very good, but not great. Kind of bland I know, but consistent with what little experience I have.
Had an outstanding glass of '64 Cheval Blanc a few years years ago. Given bottle variation, I’m not saying you should drop the $1,248 for a bottle of it – but it was truly excellent (much better than the 1961 Cheval Blanc I tasted a few years before that).
The Palacios Glorioso can have a lot of bottle variation…I haven’t had the 64 but have had multiple bottles from the 30’s, 50’s and 60’s and some have been stellar and some quite flat…if you go that route might be worth picking up the two bottles, still a it less expensive a proposition than some of the other choices.
I have had many '64s. I have been pretty consistently blown away by the Barolos and Barbarescos. I have had much more mixed results with Bordeaux from that vintage. The few burgs that I have had have generally been pr,Etta exceptional. YMMV, this is old wine.
Barolo is a great year, eclipsing Bordeaux, as the pricing bears out. Jump all over the Giacosa Barolo Riserva or G. Mascarello Riserva at RWC. The 1964 Monfortino at EWR will do, too, but believe it or not, it needs to be cellared rather than drunk…
P.S. I turn 63 this year instead of 50, 60 or 70, but I am still going to be drinking 1964 Nebbiolo, and plenty of it!
Cindy, see if the 1964 Giacomo Conterno Nebbiolo, for $245 @ RWC, is actually Nebbiolo, or in fact Barolo. I would say that, in either case, I would take it over either of the wines that you mention, and a bargain at that price. If it is Nebbiolo rather than Barolo, the Nebbiolo would be the rarer bottle…
And Alfie, you are a damn lawyer, so spring for a four-figure wine for the guy. He ain’t heavy like you, but he’s your brother. Also, the road is long, with many a winding turn. Well, not in central Florida, actually, where the road is straight as a stick and the asphalt melts in the summertime. But other places, you find many a winding turn, that leads us to who knows where, who knows where…Monkton, maybe…