1984 Heitz Cabernet Sauvignon “Bella Oaks”

This was not the winner. An initial musty whiff reminded us of the problems Heitz had in the ’80s. The weedy dead fruit fell out of the coffin, splattering vinous putrifying entrails, chanting, “Brains! I need Brains!” Yum. I was tempted to feed the rest to the dog, but there’s SPCA rules against that sort of cruelty.

SY (10/00)