Three Dogs Fucking

No clue where this came from–no clue who made it, but it shows handily what SCM can do. 25 years old and maybe the finest Cab I’ve had this year. Kinda a home-made label; nearly perfect–though soft and stained–unmarked cork; deep brownish brick with expectant sediment levels. The nose explodes in minty spice and delicate briar, lavish layers of tertiary filling the fruit-spectrum of dank cherry and easy, worn leather. Curry-comb and dusty velvet provide earthy nuances, but oh-so-clean and poignant.

You know… Kathryn Kennedy’s ‘Special Vineyard Cuvee’ or whatever it’s called sources from 17? or 19? backyard vineyards in SCM: is there a list of them somewhere? Is this on it? Somebody will know.

Supple and ridiculously delicious in the mouth, the patina of spritely cab polished down into absolute wonder. No WAY I would decant this. No bottle-funk, no pent-up anger, no fruit-fade or fatigue apparent, anyhwere. Pitchy black in mouthfeel, concentrated and gritty, stems & seeds going viral in their berry-massage throughout. Grating acidity morphs seamlessly to sharp tannin–but not bitter–the two decades of unknown provinance perfecting each sip but fruit never fades into understandable thin-ness anywhere in the finish. Arguably a timeless wine, but honestly I wouldn’t want to push it much further. Absolute perfection.

1998 THREE DOG VINEYARD Cabernet Sauvignon Santa Cruz Mountains 13.1

Can’t find any relative www presence other than some curious K&L references.

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