See also Needless Chianti Classico bashing.
Last February, as though on Groundhog Day, I found myself once again in the sombre but imposing Stazione Leopolda, a defunct station in Florence, the rails running through the large, industrial hall a testament to its former function, to taste the new vintages of Chianti Classico.
As in any presentation of the new vintage in Italy, the number of wines to be tasted has exploded (to 650 in total in this case), a fact that makes these events almost unmanageable even for the most experienced taster. It is also a sign that...