A few years back I came across winehog.org. It’s creator, Steen Öhman, had picked up on something I had written for my then employers (I still wake up angry, BTW) about a bottle (well, two, actually) of 1929 Musigny that I had drunk with Bernard Repolt, Nice Guy Eddie and a bunch of other guys, […]
Continue reading →I don’t really know where to start here. I’m out of my depth. The company is impossibly high: Becky Wasserman is no less than an icon in the elysian world that is domaine-bottled Burgundy. The answers are poetry. I want to be in New York City in 1953. I want to be in Bouilland right […]
Continue reading →In the text below I have a challenge. I have some diamonds, perfectly cut. They are beautiful in themselves. To set them in metal seems pointless; it’s tempting to leave them as they are. But grapes need crushing, juice needs fermenting, wine needs bottling. Roy Richards founded Richards Walford with business partner Mark Walford in […]
Continue reading →At the end of this dinner, at the excellent Medlar, one of the more senior attendees said something like this: “When I first started doing these, it was about getting together with like-minded people and enjoying some special bottles. Now all you lot are sitting there writing your notes like schoolboys. That’s not the point.” […]
Continue reading →Happy New Year. And bring on 2015. And it’s Burgundy time. So a timely three bottles. Limited smoke blowing here: there is a handful of guys from whom I have learnt much of what I know and, more importantly, from whom I have learnt how to learn more. Mr Morris is close to the top […]
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