Love affair with wine
Wine and I have been steadily getting acquainted over the last five years. I’ve had a little bit when I was a little younger, but probably not as much as I would have had my parents raised me as a pure wog. As only my father is Italian and we don’t really hold too many traditions strongly, things like coffee and wine were introduced in a much more relaxed way, probably a good thing.
It’s only been in the last two years or so, more-so the last six months that I’ve really been getting into wine.
Tonight a great friend and I shared a bottle of 2004 McLaren Vale Shiraz, and goddamn was it great. It’s not the most expensive wine, but it isn’t at all the cheapest, clocking in at a fairly decent price.
I’m still glowing from it.
It’s so hard to describe good wine – it isn’t just alcohol or just another beverage – the closest approximation I can make is having your body kissed from the inside. Good wine sinks into your stomach then slowly spreads out through your body, your blood caresses every fibre of your body – it can lift you up, mellow you out, pretty much facilitate any way that you want to feel.
One of the best things about wine I think is that it gives you a high and leaves you fully in control of your actions and senses. Of-course like any drug, too much of it will send you off the deep-end, but I’ve always been aware of my drinking and have never been drunk, with absolutely no desire to be. A lot of that is actually a part of my father’s guidance as a youth in regards to alcohol and of-course in particular wine, and I’m ever thankful for it.
Wine is so many things all at once; it can be full-bodied or gracefully aloof, even detached. It can be sensual, seductive, playful, brash, solemn or just plain fun. It has the presence to impact instantly, yet has the power to linger for hours both in the mouth and the body hours after it’s been consumed.
Though I’ve had better wines than the Shiraz we had this evening, it was still pretty good, and I don’t think I’ve ever been ready to appreciate it the way I do right now.
Good food, good wine, good coffee, good music, good company.
That’s life.
Wow ! This was awesome ! I’m only just getting in the white wine, but I’m not A WINE DRINKER as such, like you obviously are : ) But it sure does sound amazing, the way you describe it. You know, if you love wine – please please make it to Chile once in your lifetime, and try Chilean wine… : )
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RYN: I was pretty spaced out when they took my blood, but I was also feeling kind of paranoid at the time and it just felt wrong to let them take it, hence the crying and such. And there was so much of it :/ My arm is still a little sore. I get what you mean about letting things happen when they happen. Being afraid without being afraid does sound like a bit of an oxymoron but I understand, it does make sense. Your notes always have a strange way of making me feel better 🙂 *** I haven’t really developed a relationship with wine as yet. Maybe one day. You make it sound sort of… Romantic? I think that’s the word I’m after.
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lol, I feel that way with Tea and Orange Tang. hehe I have never had any form of alcohol, whether it be wine, beer, whiskey, etc. I’m gonna die the only person in the world to have never had any of it. -lyam
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Right, but I just have no real interest in having any alcohol. I’m fine with how it’s been over the 23 yrs of my existence. Sure, it doesn’t help with social gatherings since most cases, it’s a alcohol fest. hehe. Oh well. I have my teas. And while I’m not a huge TR player either, I love Lara. Awesome character, and she’s still kicking it. -lyam
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Mmmmmmmmh, wine… if you backread some of my entries you’ll see wine play an important role in my life ;-P
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*randomed in* Although this is an older entry, it sparked an interest. I am half italian myself, and my father is an avid lover of wine and coffee but didnt force it upon us. Funnily enough i am more of a fanatic than he is. I’ve only started really appreciating red wine over the last 2years, my best friend started teaching me the differences, and I have grown to love it more than white.Coffee on the other hand is a very dear friend and has been since i was very little :o) ok enough rambling
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