A bit tart, a bit edgy and shakes the tongue half way back, slaps it, too, mature, em etes liquid wine red fire glows, glimmers, flings and springs and settles deep and so snug, wets ans stains and strains the thoughts, have to recalibrate, have to adjust as it smacks your mouth’s insides and slow- churns your guts, a perk, a liquid percussion, a grip a wrench of intestine and sinews and muscles, elation, a gasp, a cry, a murmur, a mystery of aged elements crying to be tasted and heard through our words! You react, no other way, what power what a bewilder a befuddle a frank taste to test to stretch to make us all take note and sing it’s praises, as praise must be paid to this glorious old liquid bird from Andre! A big toast to A.T!
Cheers, Tony , happy Tuesday, December 26, 2023
Still sipping, one sip at a time, loving it, I feel each broad sweep and taste of these cedars flavors and the tug and pull between life and death!nTony
