The Voice of Reason
Kinda probably shoulda opened this a few years ago, but here we are. Such is the catacombs of my largely-unregimented cellar. Glorious clear amber in the glass, bottle-funk expressive on opening which largely blows off… somewhat. What’s left is more funk, of a somewhat fatigued nature: entirely drinkable but certainly NOT something one would call an expressively aged and beautiful example of…
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