A few weekends ago, we had friends over to celebrate Lunar New Year. Among them was a fellow who has a very impressive (expensive) cellar. He has the odd cases of Champagne, Vintage Port, Burgundy . . . his heart, however, is in Bordeaux. Expensive claret, he don't play around. I've seen Yquem, Mouton, Lafite, Le Pin, Pétrus lying around down there.
My friend is always very generous with his wines - some of the oldest wines I've drank were from his cellar. I vividly remember the '86 La Lagune, the'91 Mouton-Rothschild, the '90 Veuve Clicquot, all master classes in what wine can achieve.
And so I try to return the favour.
It's pointless trying to go toe to toe with someone who's been buying wine longer than I've been alive, especially someone with such deep pockets. So we'll go in another direction entirely. I try to share Niagara wines, wines that they don't normally drink. For this year's dinner, a Niagara chardonnay from possibly one of the top producers in Ontario, and a 1997 Vintage Champagne that was hopefully beginning to mature. The food and wine served, soon . . .