Jonathan Loesberg
Jonathan Loesberg
Last night, at a wine dinner, we opened two 98 Gigondases that I had found hidden away in my cellar. The first, a Cayron, had clearly, to me, seen better days, but in a delicate way was charming. Othere at the dinner table, I think, liked it better than I did. It still clearly had pleasures to offer, though, The second, a Raspail-Ay, was still in a flourishing late middle age and quite delicious indeed. Neither was the wine of the evening (I'd plunk for Bob Semon's 93 Barolo, whose name escaped me; others might have preferred the 03 Pegau). But they give supporting evidence to BJ's claim for a longer life expectancy for Gigondases than I would normally argue for.