The subject of cellar organisation is for me like the Loch Ness monster : unapproachable.
I had several cellars in several places, and one day, some 7 years ago, I decided to create a new cellar to put together all my bottles. I decided a size which should allow me to be quiet for more than ten years.
The idea was so :
- one room for the incoming wines, to be placed in a proper storage
- a second room with only empty bottles, where I have a huge table, where I could receive friends to drink wine. As I have kept thousands empty bottles, just for memory, in this room I keep the greatest memories. It is rather impressive for my visitors,
- three room of storage
- one room for empty packing, to use “in case”.
This general format has been kept. But the storage is a nightmare. I put bottles everywhere.
And when I pick one bottle, I never put the information on a file.
So, I do not know what I have and where it is.
It means that when I want to plan any dinner, I go and wander in my cellar, picking in the places to find what is appropriate for what I want.
One day, some 3 years ago, I have used a friend of mine, a sommelier who was jobless, to organise my cellar. He did a rather good job in making the cellar presentable. The nice bottles could be seen, and it had a nice look. In every case (one case can contain roughly 40 bottles) he put a paper with the content, but as I take a bottle without ever taking note of what I take, this became rapidly hopeless.
This year, as I had another friend, a wine merchant, who was jobless, I asked him to find in my cellar the bottles which need urgently to be drunk. And he created cases with bottles to open very soon. But as he moved many bottles, now I do not know any more where are some bottles that I cherish.
So, there is no solution.
The work of this friend has had positive and negative effects.
One negative effect is that he found many bottles having low fills that I need to open soon.
One positive effect is that he found bottles that I did not remember. One day he said : “do you know this ?”, as he had found in a hidden place three Romanée Conti 1961.
At this point of my experience, I consider that I will never know what I have, whatever I do.
But as I still drink a significant number of bottles of my cellar, I can live with that.
To add to this testimony, I have created a cellar near my house in the south of France. And the volume is huge, but the number of bottles, for the moment, does not exceed 1,000 / 1,500.
Even in this cellar, obviously easy to handle, I do not know what I have.
So, my case is desperate.
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And in a way the fact to have no real knowledge of what I have does not displease me. ![smile [basic-smile.gif]](/uploads/db3686/original/2X/8/83717c74df9b0ce202453063bc4f11baf0ee6b8a.gif)