"At a Sunday lunch in March 1983: uncorked at 10AM and poured at 1:30PM to accompany soft brown eggs presented on a wicker-work tray and served with 'soliders' of toast by a white gloved man servant, the Mouton was undeterred..." *****MB
Ed. Note: Anyone who has read a Chrisite's catalog or his book Vintage Wine, is no doubt familiar with the wine note prose of Michael Broadbent. If mouthed by anyone else, surely there would be smack involved. But, when it's coming from the quintessential old-world wine master, you just have to smile, chuckle to yourself, and wonder why you didn't get to live such an extravagent life.
I plan on adding interesting 'Broadbent-isms' from time to time to kept you all in good spirits and immeasurable envy. All credit goes to MB.