You never know

I was pleased to find a decent l’Entrecôte restaurant in east Berlin around the corner from where I was staying.

I ordered what looked like it might be a promising little Côte de Rhône. Somewhat to my chagrin, a bottle of Côte de Beaune showed up instead. Which turned out to be delightful.

Hautes-Côtes De Beaune 2005
“Clos De La Perrière”
Domaine Parigot Père et Fils

Which just goes to show that what you ask for has little to do with what’s actually going to work with the meal you’re having.