Burgundy Focus 2: Domaine Comte Armand Pommard Clos des Epeneaux 1er Cru 1945-2001 

BY NEAL MARTIN |

Such is the stratospheric price of much of the Côte d’Or that it creates a veil of infallibility. High prices do not preclude any vineyard from the malevolence of Mother Nature or lackadaisical practices in the winery. In the past, Burgundy winemakers had a habit of foisting substandard or even doctored wines upon unsuspecting oenophiles. This makes delving into mature bottles akin to searching for gems in the sand. Thankfully, when you do find one, it glistens brightly.

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Write-ups of vertical tastings tend to be rather sycophantic, beholden writers dazzled by age, breathlessly enthusing about decrepit antiquities undeservedly handed free passes. As much as one appreciates tasting rare and ancient bottles, in reality, only a percentage fulfill expectations. Some bottles leave you disappointed – either over the hill or never very good in the first place. Not every wine is predesigned for long-term drinking, and why should they be? More fool us for missing its drinking window. Occasionally, a vertical reveals a bygone era when a producer languished in mediocrity and created wines that nowadays would never pass quality control. Suffice it to say that this vertical of Pommard Clos des Epeneaux was memorable for the wrong reasons. While some exceptional bottles warranted praise, overall, the tasting confirmed that the Domaine once trod water. It was like appraising David Bowie’s career based on his Sixties albums or Hitchcock’s oeuvre based on his silent films from the Twenties.

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A vertical of any Burgundy going back to 1945 is a special event. This highly anticipated retrospective of Domaine Comte Armand’s Pommard Clos des Epeneaux was a timely reminder that older is not necessarily better. In vino veritas, as they say.