I have had a bottle of champagne chilling in my refrigerator since God knows when. I do rotate the bottle to keep it fresh, remember champagne does not age well like wine. The bottle has been there for the day when Cuba’s sumo hijo de puta draws his last breath. Oh, please do not be offended, I am not celebrating “someone’s” death; I am celebrating a people’s prospect freedom.
This morning the bottle is still in my refrigerator chilling at a constant 40 degrees F, perfect for champagne.
According El Café Cubano and Killcastro, and the rumors coming out of Venezuela, I may have to pop that baby open before the day is over.