“1978”
There are a myriad of fulcra in a young woman’s life; turning 30 is a fairly universal one. I couldn’t have been more blessed to have been able to celebrate with “friends who are family and family who are friends” for an entire weekend. To be surrounded by so many people who mean so much to me from childhood, college, grad school, and through the Bottlenotes years truly moved me.
According to the “1978 vintage” cards that I received, 1978 was a year of the first test tube baby, an accord between Egypt and Israel, when Dallas premiered on TV (launching the nighttime soap opera), and when ABBA began an international tour. Similar themes of invention, enlightened discourse, entertainment, and guests with an air of timelessness and style seemed to characterize my Ma(i)sonry-based birthday party on 10/5/08.
On the eve of my transition from first to second act of life (to quote Jane Fonda), family members and out of town guests indulged in three iconic wines of the 1978 vintage. The first was a magnum of 1978 Hospices de Beaune that came as a gift from my dearest friends in San Francisco with whom I visited Burgundy in July 2008. Sinewy, cloudy ruby in color, with bright Bing cherry notes, the only compliant about this delightful Burgundy was that we “only had one bottle (magnum) of it.”
The second was a 1978 Chateau Haut Brion, also a magnum and my gosh did this tasting experience confirm why Haut Brion is a first growth. After thirty years, the wine still showed power tempered by grace, offering an overtly smoky character punctuated by flavors of stewed tomatoes and beef jerky. To be that bold yet lean at thirty- I was inspired. One guest described this wine as “ethereal.”
We closed the evening with a 1978 port, graciously hunted down by my best friend since age 12 and her husband. Crystal clear, scintillating rust in color, this port was one helluva an elegant dessert wine.
Part of my great love for wine arrives from the inherent tension between its agricultural/artistic nature; for the challenge of describing its complex nuances; for the fact that it serves as windows into political systems, culture, cuisine, people, passion; and of course, for the sheer pleasure of its enjoyment.
We capped off this “study in 78” with a quintessential wine country “backyard affair” while sipping Champagne & rosé with 30 of my favorite Bay Area friends on my actual 30th. Let’s just say it was a celebration of “epic proportions,” to quote a dear friend.
My greatest joy would be to celebrate with all those who participated again at 40. I wonder how those 1978’s will show then…
AJR
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