Some of the best bottles of wine you drink are those that you have the least expectations from. I have to be honest, I had no idea what to expect from an eight year old bottle of Carmenere. Would the fruit be dried or still fresh? Would the wood over-take the fruit? Would there be anything there worth drinking at all? I'm happy to report that this was one impressive bottle of wine, that over the course of a number of hours showed little of its age. The nose was full of smoky notes with spiced-blueberry backing it up ... the nice part of the aroma was that it never faded, never got stronger, nor did dissipate in any way - the nose remained constant. The palate, on the other hand, did change, but always for the better adding elements that enhanced: starting off with spiced-raspberry along with some tannins notes, then it added hints of cocoa within the first half hour. As time passed it seemed to smooth out yet retained a chalky almost mineral character (kinda like baker's cocoa) then, before I stopped drinking it, there seemed to be an added quality of mint to the mix ... very lovely and it complimented dinner, which was simple as can be: Sloppy Joes.
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