Bottled to mark a historic moment, this Very Very Old Tawny is the result of long, unhurried aging—years folding into decades, edges rounding, flavors deepening. What’s left is something quietly mesmerizing. Aromas drift out in slow motion: toasted almond, dried fig, orange peel, a hint of coffee and old wood polished smooth by time. On the palate, it’s lush but composed, velvety without heaviness, with sweetness held firmly in check by savory notes and a gentle, bittersweet finish. Nothing rushes. Nothing shouts. Each sip feels considered, like it knows exactly how long it took to get here. This is a small-pour wine. One glass, maybe two. Best enjoyed when the evening has gone still and there’s nowhere else you need to be. It doesn’t ask for applause or ceremony—just a little attention, and the willingness to slow down. Measured, enduring, and quietly profound.
