Lunch at Carré des Feuillants with Claude K. and we decided to go for the 1949 Monthelie. Not expecting complexity, but for mere mortals like myself (and I believe Claude qualifies too), it is not too often that 1949 Burgundy comes into the glass. This one was surprisingly robust and dark (at least for my expectations), and still hearty(ish) and frank in the mouth. But of course also showing plenty of signs of age with the soy, rust, and bark notes. Far from a mind-blowing wine, but we had fun with it.
Dinner at the apartment with 2007 Louis Boillot Gevrey-Chambertin Cherbaudes. What a contrast to the Matrot. Such pretty and soaring Burg-berry aromatics, so fine in the nostrils, and on the palate. So fine that it is almost an elegant whisper of a wine fleeting across the palate and making me wonder how it could age any further. But then other sips show the young juiciness or the fine-grained tannin structure. This was fun too.
Gotta' love wine.