I had the good fortune to be able to taste a 100 year old Château Latour this past week. Now I’ve never had any strong desire to experience a vintage merely for its exclusivity and I certainly would not ever pay even a fifth of the market price for the privilege, however fantastic a wine might be. But I got lucky. A friend had a case of these half-bottles and was kind enough to open one. Well, it was time: the cork looked dodgy and I can’t vouch that the wine was properly stored. The wine, needless to say, had to be filtered given the significant amount of sediment/dregs. The best part of the qualic experience was the dank smell of the wine, much like a Morgon. The wine itself was surprisingly very subtle and smooth with no obvious sign of deterioration though I suspect to the advanced palate, it was well past its optimal drinking. So all things considered, while I’ve had far better and much cheaper wines, this held up pretty damn well. The case was offered up for auction but didn’t qualify because, as you will notice, the label is not labelled Pauillac de Latour but was labelled by the wine négociant, Schröder & Schÿler, established in 1739. The authenticity of the item was not in doubt because the crate had the requisite stamp duty markings and intact packaging and this was verified by the auctioneers. Each half bottle came wrapped in this thatch. The toast: to those who died for our freedoms at The Battle of Vimy Ridge.