My dad—Sam Filreis—passed away suddenly on Thanksgiving a year ago. In 2007 he and I went on a river cruise up the Rhone in southern France, and brought back 4 bottles of a perfect Beaujolais, purchased after spending a happy afternoon drinking with the proprietors of a backcountry vineyard. When Sam died last year, there was one bottle not yet consumed. So last night, in his honor, we opened it, toasted this extraordinarily kind man, lit the Yahrzeit candle, and expressed our gratitude. And the wine was amazing. Photos below (click on any image for a larger view and unique URL), including a shot of the perfect memorial wine.