If you're looking for a quick pick-me-up, look no further than Taylor’s 1863 Colheita port. I was at a dinner at the Factory House in Porto, the club for British port shippers, but had such a bad cold that my finely-honed olfactory system was completely out of action. The parade of rare wines, including vintage ports from the '50s and '60s, may well have been Thunderbird for all I could taste. But this final wine was different: A barrel-aged port from when Abraham Lincoln was in his prime, it had an intensity, a balsamic quality that just breezed through my congestion, invigorating and reviving me. Just as well, as I was meant to give a speech.
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