You all know - even if not personally - the man I lovingly call The Wineaux Guy™. The last few weeks have been incomprehensibly difficult for us.
In 2015 I gifted myself with several wine and food toys. It was imperative. ish.
By making a last grasp into the pockets of those who keep them in business, they have shown that the customer experience is secondary to their gluttony.
Among her other jobs, she was a caterer in the deep South yet had never attended any kind of culinary school. Culinary schools were not available for daughters of ex-slaves in the Deep South in the middle of the 20th century.
But, as you can probably guess, after a weekend with the grandkids where I did not drink much, I looked forward to having this at home with my feet up and the TV going. Perfect.
Don't get me wrong; my day-to-day interactions with folks in the wine trade have been terrific and I *feel* the respect once we get started talking about/tasting/studying wine. They know I know my shit and that I'm open to learning when I don't.
When the wine does not have the characteristics that you have come to expect from that varietal then there truly is a Great Disturbance in the Force.
Have a very Happy Christmahanakwanzika and Festivus for the rest of us!
You know those movies that have the slow-motion scenes when something horrible is about to happen?
Every time I find a video about cork, I will post it. This was a news report from last year, and somehow I missed it!