If itˇ¦s wagyu, the answer is everywhere: in upscale supermarkets and on countless menus around town. So, where did this unlikely combination of muscle and ephemera come from?
My first wine investment was a case of an obscure McLaren Vale cabernet from South Australia for something like A$1.20 a bottle. I never had the chance to either drink it or reap any financial benefits because it was stored under the stairs of my wreck of a house in a gold-rush town in central Victoria. Some school friends decided to clear away the brambles and outbuildings when I wasnˇ¦t there and then reward themselves by devouring my case of red. A few decades later, I purchased
a magnum of Cheval Blanc 1949 (my birth year) and then put it in my cellar...