I mean you know that’s fair…
But I looked into it, and upon further research it is most likely a gift from a late president.
Man had something to say.
I listened. Respectfully acknowledged his words.
1957 dry red in the pantry.
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From the vineyard where the grapes were grown, to the winery where it was crafted, to the hands of a late president, and finally to your pantry where it patiently waited all these years. It's well traveled. With many secrets.