c fu that’s epic!
Lol what
When I visited Pheasant’s Tears they poured us the 2007 that had had the exact same treatment. The sommelier there warned us that the wine might seem corked, since all the prolonged-kvevri-aged Saperavis from that vintage had been somewhat musty in the nose, and - exactly as he said - the wine had a rather musty, somewhat TCA-ish nose. However, it didn’t seem to be TCA, since instead of getting worse with air, the funk seemed to blow off in the glass slowly, although never clearing fully.
The 2008 didn’t come across as similar to this experience?
And if somebody’s interested, here’s my TN on the 2007 wine along with the rest of the PT wines we tasted: Travelogue: Georgia (the country) - WINE TALK - WineBerserkers
Very interesting! In the restaurant I don’t remember that, but it was after a very long string of other wines…this time around there was certainly a bit of a funky nose on pouring it into the decanter, but it seemed to work itself out by the time we got to the bottle.
Those are some fun wine memories!
I have an odd wine story (well odd probably to wineberserkers) that I always tell to people whenever I drink 1996 Cristal. My brother and I went to the grand opening of the Aria hotel in Vegas the week of Christmas back in 2009. One of the nights we hit the club and went to XS. As a newly minted lawyer I didn’t have money for bottle service, but we got a friend to get us in for free on a busy Saturday night and stood around the bar.
I went for a walk around the club and at one of the main tables right next to the dance floor sat a husband and wife in their late 40s/early 50s. They looked fairly out of place as this was (is) one of the hottest clubs in Vegas. But the husband was nursing a bottle of Cristal. So I went up to him and asked what vintage it was. He told me it was the 1996. I told him I loved 1996 Cristal and he invited me to join them for a glass. Long story short, he invited my brother over and within 2 hours we were 4 1996 cristals, 2 1996 dom perignon magnums in and at one point I was standing on top of the table pouring one of those mags in the guy’s mouth.
This whole time, his wife didn’t drink a sip. But man did we party.