It's interesting how wine tastes different when you aren't eating it with food or just mindlessly drinking it. Brad and I were both happy to find we liked the wines we thought we did, without knowing which ones they were -- Brad: Pinot Noir, Me: Merlot and Chianti (Hillbilly Italian Mutt Wine). But the top wine of the night, across the board, was surprisingly a Zinfandel with the cheesy appellation: The Seven Deadly Zins. It was quite wonderful (and a little steep at $18 a bottle). Strangely, as an illustration, the night before we were at friends' for dinner where a $6 bottle of red wine was served (called "Cheap Red Wine" -- stenciled black on a plain brown wrapper) that was just about equally enjoyable. So there you go -- you can find tasty, delightful wine at all prices.
This was the picture with the party reminder poem by
Amy Lowell entitled "The Decade"
When you came you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread, smooth and pleasant.
I barely taste you at all, for I know your savour,
and am so completely satisfied.
.
Happy Leah and Sleepy Dietrich
Anne looking a bit mischievious
An un-staged photo of Joe and Brad approaching our tasting results seriously and methodically.Amy Lowell entitled "The Decade"
When you came you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread, smooth and pleasant.
I barely taste you at all, for I know your savour,
and am so completely satisfied.
.
Happy Leah and Sleepy Dietrich
Anne looking a bit mischievious
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You look slightly flushed in the second to last picture, Sarah. Hmmm...
We had tons o' fun. Thank you.
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