I enjoy the hearty teeth clenching of a bold young wine. The biggest surprise bottle I recently uncorked was a 1983 Chateau St. Michelle from Washington State. I had purchased it from the winery some years ago and it sat untouched with little consideration. Rarely would you ever have the chance to taste a Northwest wine over ten years old. Expecting a dead bottle I brought a back up from my Hess Collection, but this little gem stole the show and at a third of the cost of the much sought after Leonetti.
Life is too short to wait until tomorrow.
Now that applies to everything except my collection of 1994 vintage port. That will keep for another day. I struggled with the first Striper Marlin of my life and after a successful capture, my brother in law surprised me with a 1961 Leoville Marquis De Lascases Medoc. For my wife's 50th birthday I found a chablis in the cellar matching her birth year of 1947. The pecular thing is that the cork was floating in the wine and I only needed to open the lead capsule to pour it.