Adam being Adam, he just had to sneak in a few bottles of wine to Meredith’s wedding reception. Clever boy. Our table enjoyed two magnificent bottles of wine that he picked up at Sparrow’s (his new favorite wine merchant): a 1996 Barbaresco Vigneti in Montestefano, and a J.M. Boillot Pommard 1er Cru Jarollières from 1997.
Tellingly, he pulled the same move the night before at the rehearsal dinner. This time, it was a funky bottle of 1996 Domaine Simon Bize et Fils Savigny-les-Beaune 1er Cru Aux Vergelesses. It was… intense. We were probably in denial that it was on the edge of going off, because we drank the entire bottle.
At this point, I was a little tipsy, so I made him pose for a bunch of fake wine writer shots. It’s so close to the real thing, it’s almost not funny anymore. (I was just stoked to have him pose in the new Gant shirt I bought for him at the Barney’s in San Diego.)
But I guess he wasn’t the only one with the classy idea to smuggle in booze — I saw plenty of empty PBR cans around the venue. Rad.