Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘wine country’

Uncorked

As I opened a bottle of wine last night, I had to laugh at myself when I remembered another bottle of wine that I opened a few years back.  First off, let me say that I grew up in a family where the only wine in the house came out of a bottle with a twist off cap, not a cork.  Ditto when I was in college and as a newly wed.  Then, years later, I was gifted a bottle of wine with a cork and I didn’t even have a corkscrew.  I remedied that quickly and enjoyed that bottle.

Fast forward to the 2000’s when I moved to California’s Wine Country.  My daughter and I would go visit wineries on her day off from work.  I rarely went any place and I would never go to a winery on my own so I waited for her day off and we would go together.  That’s when I started to learn about wines and which ones I would like and which ones I shouldn’t even try.  Don’t get me wrong.  I am not a wine expert by any stretch of the imagination but I do know which wines are less dry (I hate dry wines) and which ones are sweet.  I know which are going to give me a headache in the morning and which won’t.  But I am not a wine snob.

So back to my memory.  Several years ago, when I already lived in Wine Country, I found some great prices at the Grocery Outlet.  To top it off, it was their semi-annual wine sale during which their already greatly discounted wines are an additional 20% off!  What a deal.  I often found the same exact wine, including winery and vintage, for as much as half of what I had just seen it for at the winery.  So I would stock up.  One day, I grabbed a bottle of red wine and proceeded to uncork it.  I was exhausted.  It had been a long day of running around with my then sixteen year old daughter in San Francisco.  I was ready to relax and watch a movie.  So as I tried to uncork the bottle, I didn’t bother to take the foil off of the top as I had found that it wasn’t necessary with my corkscrew.  It would take the foil off as it pulled out the cork.  So that night, I had a lot of trouble twisting the corkscrew into the cork and then even more trouble pulling the cork out of the bottle.  I turned on the light in the kitchen to see what I was doing wrong.  That’s when I spotted it!  The cork was not a cork.  It had no cork.  What I thought was the cork and had skewered on the corkscrew was actually a metal screw on cap on the bottle.  I had to crack up at myself.  Once I cleaned up the mess and unscrewed the cap, I poured myself a much larger glass from that bottle and enjoyed it.  Really enjoyed it.  Twist cap and all, it was a very nice wine.  Or at least my exhausted self thought it was delicious and after all, who cares how good a bottle of wine is as long as it tastes good to the one drinking it?

Cheers!

Read Full Post »