I understand as a first post, this wine may be making a bold statement about my habits, status, or may even seem smug, but I assure you that isn't the case.
This wine is a treat I bought myself nearly five years as congratulations on a new job. It was the most I have ever spent on a single and still is to this day. Yet, the 2000 vintage of Angelus was a wine I had read so much about and simply had to have. I mean, it is the wine of James Bond for crying out loud. I always have had a running debate about when would be a great time to open it. Maybe I would open in on my 30th or 40th birthday, my wedding day, by myself on a lonely rainy day. No time just ever felt right. About a month ago it hit me. I knew I was going to be making a trip up north to my parents and wanted to share it with the one person who inspired me to even proceed and go far in this business, my father. It is bittersweet, because as much of an awesome dude that he is, he was struck with a gnarly illness and opening this bottle now felt appropriate. I'll spare you the details of the setting, but the wine was truly all it was cracked up to be. After receiving extremely high ratings across the board and grown in an incredible year, this did not disappoint.
The wine was decanted about an hour before we even took a sip and the potency of it filled the kitchen whole. It was loaded with gobs of dark, dark fruits, herbs de Provence, old leathery aromas. The tastes were almost too much to describe and had a distinct undertone of olive, black cherry, plum, and sage. It was huge and was balanced nicely with tannins and acid.
I was able to drink an awesome wine with an awesome dude, but in the end, it could have just been a coke and I would have been happy.
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