Twenty years on tasting.

Richly colored, streaked in magenta still, pale rim.   A lusty Gevrey on the nose, capacious with a woodsy patina of tree bark and sassafras root.  More of the same magnanimity on the palate, virile and lavish in its fondue of licorice, dark-skinned plum and black cherry.  In harmony now: just a vestige of its once formidable tannin and the grip here is first-rate.  Corporeal finish, grounded in an autumnal minerality.  Like your older brother, this Tamisot.  Now – 2015+.