PERSONAL COLLECTION These bottles were presents I received from friends from France, or that I brought by myself after a trip to there. For most of them, I could tell a story after being at the place or other circumstances. That makes that I jalously keep them and usually do not open more that a few every year, only with the best food and the best friends. The "Chateau de By" as an example, doesn't exist anymore after the owner - wine maker of the place died in a car accident. When I was around the age of 20 this was the place where we used to make unbelievable picnics after bycicle rides from the atlantic coast to the deep Médoc. My hands trembled when I opened the only bottle of 89 I had... Imagine the sensation of such a past coming to you... Stories I have for most of the labels here. I grant them much respect.