This is how we imagine royalty lives. On Sept. 12, at one of Scotland’s loveliest stately homes, the Prince of Wales and his 22 guests, more than a few of them stonkingly wealthy, have just finished dinner — risotto, sea bass and the stickiest of plum crumbles that generous belts of Puligny-Montrachet, Sarget de Gruaud Larose and pink Champagne only partially dislodge.
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