The velvet hammer.
In the pantheon of post-war Bordeaux, 1949 Pétrus stands as a legend among legends. More refined than the flamboyant ’47, yet just as profound. This is Pomerol at its most sensual—power cloaked in satin.
Black truffle, fig, cocoa dust, and dried violets. The palate is dense yet seamless—an opulent wave of texture that glides rather than grips. Still astonishingly alive, with a finish that echoes for minutes.
Jean-Pierre Moueix had only recently begun distributing Pétrus in the late 1940s. The ’49 was one of the first vintages to reach an international audience—served at royal tables and whispered about in hushed tones. It marked the start of the myth.
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A small note on our tasting impressions
Many of the wines we taste come from bottles that aren’t quite sale-worthy—levels a bit low, labels too distressed, or simply not pretty enough for the spotlight. While we love the character these bottles bring, our notes are not based on a single glass alone. They reflect years of tasting experience—both within our team and from trusted friends in the wine world.
As for the fun facts?
All true (we promise)… though possibly enhanced by the gentle glow of a good glass of wine.