By the time the hammer fell at Sotheby’s Auction house in New York last October, the World’s most expensive bottle had sold for a record breaking $558,000.00 Dollars! Who exactly was this lucky bottle to gain so much attention, let alone, cash? Well, here is what they are saying about this very distinctive bottle:
ROMANEE CONTI 1945 DOMAINE DE LA ROMANEE-CONTI
Romanée Conti 1945 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti
Côte de Nuits, Grand Cru
Lot 84: u. 4.5cm, heavily damp-stained, scuffed, torn, and partially missing labels, 1945 typed on label, cracked and chipped wax capsule with very slight signs of seepage on top, wax has small holes on top of capsule, excellent color and clarity, Lot 85: u. 6cm, heavily damp-stained and scuffed label, 1945 typed on label, cracked and chipped wax capsule with slight signs of seepage on top, wax has small holes on top of capsule, excellent color and clarity
Vintage started 2nd October (2.5 hl/ha – 600 bottles produced) Rare and wonderful. The Romanée Conti vineyard was uprooted after the ’45 vintage. The best bottles are so concentrated and exotic, with seemingly everlasting power – a wine at peace with itself. -Sotheby’s
That last sentence sounds like Thor wrote it himself!
So, if my math is correct (which it rarely is) the Bottle costs $558,000.00, which would make it approximately $93,000.00 per glass (6) and for sake of argument I take 8-10 sips from that glass, that would make it about $10,000.00 per sip to finish off a glass of this elixir of the gods, Holy cow!
Funny thing is, just after this rare and exceptional bottle sold for the record breaking price, the next bottle of identical vintage and size sold for $496,000, which is exactly the same amount of rare except less wonderful by precisely $62,000.00
According to Newsweek, the bottles broke the previous 2010 price record for a standard-sized bottle which went to three bottles of 1869 Château Lafite-Rothschild averaging $232,692 each.
Now, I’m not sure on how exactly this all tasted, but my grandpa Jim had a stash of “cellar wine” that he’d hide from grandma. Sometimes he’d forget about it. On the occasion he would remember, I’d be invited down to have a pull from his “Chateau October” as he would call it… That was the best wine I ever had.