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Last time I had this wine, I decided on the spur of the moment to spend an hour or two with my dad. I'd just started my own business and had some spare change. I stopped by Bell's Liquor store on L St. NW, on my way to my parent's apartment on 26th St. NW. I picked up a bottle of it (1994 vintage) and we drank it, watching the sun go down over the unfinished Georgetown Overpass. The overpass is still not finished, but everything else is.

Sometime in the conversation, I said, (flush with wine and undeserved pride) "And we did it without compromising."

I was talking about myself and my sister. This bottle was a gift from her this last Christmas. I swore to wait until this particular occasion to open it up.