When the kids were born hubby bought wine for them to open when they turned 21.

Since we didn’t have a cellar he went and buried them in the back yard. He must have forgotten all about them as we then had a concrete path built around the yard for our oldest to tricycle around when she was younger.

The result was when we moved we couldn’t locate the bottles.

Thus he bought 3 more bottles and they’ve been in our various pantries since.

I spring cleaned today and found them. I thought they were 1999 but they are actually 1998 vintage.

Here is hoping they don’t taste like vinegar ๐Ÿ˜‚