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Greatness come in pairs

What do Brunello, Burgundy, and Bordeaux have in common? 

If these names are familiar to you, congratulations! You have experienced the finer things in life. And being able to appreciate their characters and complexities will effectively separate you from the rest. The upper echelon, as they called it. 

However, these, how nice they may be, will not be able to extract their full flavour without pairing with something of a particular vintage. It can be a dry-aged beef or an 18-month-old cheddar cheese. Vintage helps emphasise their characters, which shall be the highlight to end a long week that could've otherwise turned into a careless Friday night - flushed and wasted.

And hey, didn't the Dr say red is good for your heart and vintage cheese is good for your gut? It is the perfect recipe for a beautiful and healthy long life. 

The world, as we know it, works on the same pattern. It is a complete system where different matter and energy co-exist. Despite centuries of evolution, one desire remained constant - to live forever by preservation. In the past, countless explorers travelled the world seeking the fountain of youth. As we progressed, quality of life has significantly improved, albeit its accessibility has blurred the line between the great and the average.

With billions of possibilities, the key question remained - what is the right vintage to pair with your wine?

I do not have the answer, but you'll know when it feels right. Despite the risks and odds, you reached out for the cheese, sipped your wine, and be mind-blown to experience the most beautiful pairing the world could ever give. 





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