An experiment

1989 was one of the best vintages for Crozes-Hermitage.  The Mothership recently discovered that she had a case which had been forgotten about at some point in the last 21 years, so we decided to open some and see what it was like.  It turns out that while I can claim to have tasted this vintage, I am none the wiser about what a good Crozes-Hermitage would be like, because it was very much past its prime.  It smelt like seaweed, all iodine and decomposition, and not in an exciting whisky kind of way, but in a 'yuk, what IS that?' kind of way.  It tasted like vinegar, which is exactly what it is.  The only person to benefit from this is The Geek God, who being an '89 vintage himself can keep some unopened bottles for posterity, safe in the knowledge that none of us will want to drink it.  I might plough through the rest of the case on the very off-chance that there is a bottle that is still ok, it's all going to get poured down the sink anyway.