It depends what you are looking for; if you seek simply a list of port wines; their producers; ratings for different years' production; and an idea of how the stuff is made and marketed, you will find all that in here BUT this is not to my mind intended mainly as a work of reference, it is more a literary salute to the drink. The book is full of fascinating historical cameos, of references to characters of the past who were "big" in port, along with snippets of their side-history and their personal characteristics, and of the author's opinions about what makes a port drinker, the sort of people they are and their values. The drink carries with it an image of a whole way of life, some of it long gone and some still persisting, and the book accurately paints that image. It is no doubt a little uncomfortable for those whose socialism conflicts with these values; however, in my experience, both rich and poor socialists are partial to the best port they can afford, so maybe we're all really in it together!
If all this makes the book sound pretentious, forgive me because it isn't, but if you buy the book you need to know what you're in for. There are no apologies for the upper-crust image of the drink, the book re-enforces it. There is no reference to Mavis Bloggs having a quick swig before working the tills at Tescos, but masses of references to those of privileged English upbringing who evolved and espoused the drink in the higher echelons of society. It is written in a most engaging style and the fact that it is peppered with anecdotes makes it strong. This is best explained by my quoting just one of them, which hopefully will give you some idea of the style and content.
This extract refers to blind tastings of vintage port held at a lunch session by one of the wine merchants, Justerini and Brooks, where famous people from sport, commerce, politics and the nobility attend and must guess the year of the port.
"The late Queen Elizabth, The Queen Mother, last lunched there in December 1998. Not for her the nominal £1 bet per person. She upped the ante to £10 per person and promptly guessed the vintage to be the year of her birth, 1900, and happily shovelled her winnings into her lady-in-waiting's handbag."
By such odd events, companies manage to maintain the social image of the drink (my words, not those of the author).
You get a description of the great port houses, vintages, smitten politicians, and, some background history - but essentially this is a sociological romp through the drink, and it's good read. It strikes me as an ideal present for those who love a nice port. And no, I don't know the author and I have no financial interest in the book! Steve Riches, Northampton, UK.