It's been a very hard and very long week at work and I'm so glad it's Friday. No working over the weekend, but next week is likely to be just as hard.
So I have decided to treat myself tonight. I've just put a manly sized confit de canard in the oven and decanted the first bottle to come to hand from the "specials shelf" - a bottle of Cockburn 1947!
This decanted to be beautifully and sparklingly clear, off such a load of sediment that it looked like someone had shoved a handful of old leaves in the bottle. It's been decanted 30 minutes now, and it's a gorgeous looking deep-orange colour, just irresisitable...
On the nose it's mature, tertiary and smelling of a curious combination of rose hip syrup and cointreau. To taste, it is smooth, slightly dry and full of concentrated oranges. There is a fantastic leatheriness or meatiness just behind all the oranges that doesn't quite come through and a tang of burnt sugar. The texture is quite thick and gloopy. The immediate aftertaste is a bit empty, but the finish is huge; starting very timidly and gradually building up over the next 30 seconds until it dominates every corner of your mouth.
This is delightful port. Fully mature, big but still managing a delightful elegance through a sweet acidic core. Delicious. 94/100