Not my mead, but I was at a homebrew club meeting tonight, and one of the members brought the blackberry mead he made for his daughter's wedding when she was five...in 1982. This piece of art is thirty years old. The picture does it no justice, as it was taken with my cell phone, but I had to share. I am blown away at how smooth it was. He said it is 16% at least, and it tasted like it just came out of the comb.
He also had a bottle each of an eight year old cranberry melomel and a five year old pyment he made. No pictures of those, but they were out of this world, too. I felt so honored to be allowed to try something thirty years in the making.