It’s interesting how we celebrate a bottle of wine that’s been cellared for decades, but a book from the same era often gets less fanfare for its physical craft. Both are products of skilled artisanship and time, yet our cultural spotlight seems to favor one. I’m curious why do you think that is? Is it because wine is consumable, so its aging feels more like a shared, fleeting experience, while a book is meant to last, making its age seem more static? Or maybe it’s about the sensory appeal; tasting history versus just seeing it. I’d love to hear your thoughts on what shapes these different appreciations.