2009 Massolino Barolo Review
There are some wines that when it’s time to open I turn into a child and dance in place, get fidgety and constantly ask people if I can open it yet. This one was asleep in the bottle for 10 years and its time has come.
My family knows the great folks at Massolino which is a by-product of loving their amazing wine. They piss, shit, spew and breathe excellence. If you are into the eroticness that is Piemonte wines and you aren't laying with Massolino then what are you even doing?
In da nose I got blackberry and the thing that everyone describes as mineral(s). I dunno. In da mouf I got black cherry, racist/sexist/transphobic soil and a pinch of cedar.
I paired this beauty with the best tomahawk prime ribeye I have made to date and it was a match made in heaven. Everything about this was wonderful and I am better than everyone for having consumed this wine on this day and with that meal. I am great.