With baited breaths, we await the moment of truth...
THE FIVE STEPS OF WINETASTING:
The Nose...

In March of 2008, Sara treated herself to a vintage 1978 Lopez de Heredia, a thirty year old Rioja to celebrate her thirtieth birthday. For the better part of last year, she kept the bottle safely tucked away, waiting for the perfect moment, the perfect meal, the perfect companions with which to open and savor it. But seeing as how she spends a good deal of her time with me and our crazy friends, there was little to no shot of that opportunity arising.

Finally, realizing the poetry of drinking a thirty year old bottle in her thirtieth year was quickly fading, Sara took matters into her own hands. On a Friday night, December 12, 2008, two days before we left for Tennessee for the holidays, Sara cooked a rack of lamb, roasted potatoes Provencal, homemade Peanut Butter Cup cookies; and popped her cherry (-red bottle of vino). It was beautiful to behold. We invited our good friend Adam Nagata over to witness the miracle. He's no wine slouch himself and of mixed Spanish-Martian heritage. Later, our friends Sam and Monika Music and Ryan and Alana joined the party for what proved to be a truly silly, memorable and festive holiday evening. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:

The Sip...
The Swoosh...
The Reckoning...
The HELL YEAH!
THE AFTERMATH:
WARNING: Drinking old wine may result in unintentional side effects...
Artifacts and remains
Yours Truly, in full effect. See you next time...

Shantih. Shantih. Shantih...