When I was young, I thought I was old

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Tohu, Tohu, Tohu.  How could you.  My secret crush, my unending dream, my extra words that should go here to describe how much I like thee.

An amazing review of the NV is here from Drunk August ’16.

The 2012 is better.  I said it.  Better than the NV Bolly from last year.  Better than the 2012  Deutz.

White grapes.  Red grapes.  Fermenting.  Bubbles.  Creamy.  Bready.  Dry.  Delicious.

I double dared you for the Deutz last year.  I triple dare you for this one.

3 out of 5 toru’s for a rima

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Drunk. In August.

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