By all accounts, the 1928 Poujeaux was undrinkably tannic for several decades, but as it nears its 100th birthday, it is showing superbly today. Offering up aromas of currants, loamy soil, pencil shavings, paraffin wax and a subtle hint of dried ceps, it's medium-bodied, deep and concentrated, with lively acids and more than vestigial tannins that still assert themselves on the finish. A bottle from my own cellar was in fact aromatically purer than a bottle tasted at the chateau several weeks earlier!