The waiter opened it after we ordered, and it sat there, breathing. Now, I can relate to this, I often just sit there, breathing. The issue with this was that I was dying to taste it. Finally, he came by after the appetizer and poured us each a glass. I was the first to take a sip, and I got lost in it (not in a creepy way, I remained somewhat involved). It was dark, rich and smooth without being overtly tannic or explosive. After another look at the label it was a Silver Oak 2000 Napa Cab. Yum. It was divine. That's all I got.
PS - I want more.
PPS - I found a great blog entry about this...