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last night, I was honored enough to have a few tastes of a madeira made in 1910.

it was the first, and, I pray, not the last, time i’ve ever ingested anything almost a century old and i could taste the history.

it was smooth and wonderful and perfect, in every way.

now i want to know where that bottle started and how it travelled to end up filling my glass, twice, in 97 years. ahh, reverie.

update: according to wiki madeira’s are the longest lasting wines. next on the list is one made in 1834!

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