Twenty-five years on tasting.
Saturated ruby, amber to the rim. All soft-pillows and plush-suggestiveness on entry, more ’89 than Magdelaine. Rotund, ornamented, sweetly-perfumed, a pot de crème of roast-chestnut, spice-cake and cigar-box. Broad and voluminous but still complex enough to ponder, the calcaire terroir offering up enough grip and freshness to follow-though. A Magdelaine for the fruit-hounds among us. Time to finish these up.