Montrachet

If you’ve ever wondered what happens when time turns a Burgundy white into something otherworldly, here’s your first lesson: age doesn’t always sweeten the deal—it can rewrite the rules. I stumbled upon a 2002 Matrot Puligny-Montrachet 1er Cru “Les Chalumeaux” in a dusty corner of a local store’s cellar, its label faded but its story intact. The bottle, priced at $50, was a gamble—a relic from a producer I’d never heard of, buried under decades of dust. I took it home, not knowing what to expect, but armed with a notebook and a hunger for discovery. The wine’s condition was…