Posts tagged “wine

Vino? Sure Why Not?

As I usually do, I have quickly changed my mind about this blog. For now, it will have no theme, no guiding direction, no substantive goal other than to be a blog. (I’m really setting my expectations high.)

And here we go.

I realized this past year that I should start drinking wine.  Now, I didn’t do this because it’s classy or sophisticated or because I liked the taste.  No no.  I did it because I figured I was supposed to.  What self respecting adult doesn’t drink wine? So a while back, I embarked on this mission.  Being the classy guy that I am, I went over to Wal-Mart and picked up a wine rack and a set of 4 plastic wine glasses.  $12 down and my life as a wine connoisseur has begun.  Next, continuing my trend, I ran over to the liquor store and headed straight for the 2 for $10 rack and grabbed up 8 bottles.  4 reds, 4 whites, all different kinds of wine.

They were awful.

Every single drop made me want to give up wine for ever but I battled through.  I knew, just like when my parents forced me to take gymnastics when I was 3, just because I didn’t like it now, doesn’t mean it won’t grow on me.  I just had to give it some time.   (I quit gymnastics a year later; I’m hoping to make it a little longer on wine.)

So the semester went on and, I’ll be honest, it didn’t get much better tasting but it did get easier to drink.  Midway through the semester, I ended up in Sonoma doing some wine tastings where I was drinking some of the best wines Sonoma had to offer.  “This one was barreled in oak for 18 months.” “These vines are nearly 110 years old.”  “You can really taste the berries in this one.”  I even ordered a $60 bottle of merlot at dinner!  Awful, awful, awful, awful!  Why am I torturing myself like this!  Someone get me a Keystone Light now!

But times, they are a changing.  I’m 9 months into this quest and I can honestly say, I don’t completely hate wine.  I don’t know about you, but that sounds like a progress to me.  I can sit and drink my $10 bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon or Pinot Noir and not want to get into a fist fight with the grapes it came from.  Not only that, but I’m actually drinking wine at the appropriate times, which is probably the biggest step forward in this whole process.  I’m not chugging a bottle of Pinot Grigio before running off to the bars in Amherst.  I sit down at night, put on my robe, grab the business section of the newspaper, and have a glass before going upstairs to tuck the kids into bed.

Being an adult  – 1, Never Never Land syndrome – 0.

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