Firstly, it should be said that a mischievous Aubert de Villaine served the Romanée-Conti 1965 blind. A couple of people guessed correctly, though I suspect they were hedging their bets on an anniversary vintage rather than the quality of the wine. The long and short of it is, the 1965 is miles better than it has any right to be given that this was reputedly one of the worst growing seasons ever. It is clear in colour, faded with a tuile rim. The nose is quite complex–not intense, but defined, with a hint of camphor complementing those decayed autumn leaves. The aromatics decline, but only after 15 to 20 minutes. The palate is medium-bodied, very well balanced with surprising presence of a wine 50 years old. The tannins feel a little rustic and it tapers dramatically toward the finish, but for a short while this is actually very enjoyable. I'll probably never drink it again–but what an experience.