1955 Mouton Rothschild, half bottle. Brought because Tom thought the
D55 looked too evolved.
Doesn’t everybody drink Mouton ’55 with steak and chips? Oh. Really? Oh.
I did not take a proper note, but the following day, from memory, this was a deliciously mature claret. Fruit, acidity and tannins all there and perfectly balanced. Slightly lighter than the Ports, which might be why I prefer Port, but excellent. Thank you Tom.