I woke up this morning to offers of more than 500 cases of first growth Bordeaux, and that was only in three e-mails. I am in Southern California visiting my parents, so I haven’t even had my morning wake up java from Starbucks yet! And I feel a bit down. I might need some wine shopping therapy to get my day going.
Two of the offers are from English wine merchants, and one is from a Swiss one. Let’s see. Shall I pick up the imperial of 1982 Latour at a bargain price of £9,500 ($18,020)? I don’t know. That doesn’t seem expensive enough. What’s the use in contacting my bank and getting a transfer for one giant bottle of 1982 Latour? And whom could I invite to a barbeque to drink it? I am not sure I have enough worthy friends. I know I love this wine and some of my other wine critic buddies give it 100 points. The offer quotes Bob Parker, and says, “Enormously concentrated with extraordinary power and depth, this wine continues to remind me of a modern day equivalent of the 1959.”
That’s exciting, but honestly, it’s just too much work this morning. I feel lethargic. And I haven’t had my watery cappuccino from Starbucks. I don’t feel good right now.
Here we go. I feel a little bit better about this. My heart rate has gone up a few notches. I just found a case of magnums of 1982 Lafleur for £24,995 ($47,410) from my old friend auctioneer Brian Ebbsen who now works for E-S Wines of London. That’s more like it. The thought of buying those six mags for $7,901 each is waking me up now. One of those mags would hit the spot in LA with some friends at a trendy sushi bar or no-I-have-no-reservation-for-you steak house…
But, I am not sure about that Pomerol. It think the 1982 is a little tough right now. I am going to taste it next week in New York and may be I will buy it in a few weeks. I know my ex-wife wouldn’t mind if my two children skipped their private schools this year in England, if I bought the 1982 Lafleur. And they like wine too. They would understand. But today just doesn’t seem like the day to buy the 1982 Lafleur. I need to talk to my astrologer first anyway.
Wait. I just saw an e-mail from London’s Patrick Wilkinson, happily proclaiming that he is selling 430 cases of first growths and 70 cases of second wines. Lucky wine merchant! And the e-mails reads: “The vast majority are sitting in our warehouse and are immediately available. Happy Hunting !”
HOLD ON! I can’t possibly leave my house to go to Starbucks without buying something. I mean, these wines are ready to go. They need me. And I could be happy hunting. Here is something I can afford without calling my divorce lawyer in London. The e-mail reads: “1977 1 cs Les Forts de Latour £500 dp/cs.” That is the second wine of Chateau Latour from one of the worst vintages ever. But hell, it comes duty paid and in original wooden cases. What am I waiting for?
I think I'll go get my Starbucks for now. There’s always tomorrow’s wine offers by e-mail….