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The Long-Suffering Husband and I recently attended a benefit for our local animal shelter. Among the items at the silent auction was this well-aged bottle of Bordeaux. It was only an appellation controlée, but the donors noted its “value” as $110. We paid considerably less than that. Thank goodness.

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Clos St. Georges Graves 1982

The next day, I tried to find some tasting notes online, but came up with nothing. I couldn’t even find Clos Saint-Georges listed as a Graves producer, except for whites. It seemed an inauspicious sign.

The next bad omen was the cork. It came out spongy and black. Uh oh.

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By this point we were more or less resigned to our fates, but poured out the thick orange sludge anyway to get a look at it.

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The bouquet, of course, was musty, corky vinegar, and the color was V-8 juice. We emptied it down the drain (it probably did a good job of cleaning the pipes) and opened a pleasant bottle of Drouhin Beaujolais Nouveau (which I much prefer to this year’s Duboeuf, by the way).

But remember, it was all for the animals!

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Ya gotta love shelter cats.