Yesterday I got the brilliant idea that I should start blogging about wine. I should have learned by now that those voices in my head should not be entertained. Some days I feel lost in this sea of blogging about nonsense, without any theme or direction. Would lack of direction be classified as direction in itself? I am continuously amazed that people are entertained enough by my rambling to read this blog. Well, besides my family and friends, who aren’t entertained, but come here under duress. I underwhelm myself with the topics that I choose to write about. Besides Kate, I mean, she’s got a stage name in her future. But, in all honesty, what do I give you? Zip. Zilch. Nada.
So, last night as I was opening a bottle of wine, I was struck with a sheer bolt of genius. I should start reviewing the wines I try and make recommendations to my readers. Now, I’m no sommelier, but I ascertain than you can gain expertise strictly by consumption. Additionally, I have toured many wineries, “sampled” my way through Napa Valley, and am familiar with terms like full-bodied, tannin, woodsy, and hints of sandalwood. I know the appropriate pairings for fish, steak, and pasta. I uncorked a bottle of red last night and pondered the review I would write about the Skyhawk Cabernet Sauvignon 2004.
The Skyhawk Cabernet did not disappoint. I was multitasking during this effort, in an attempt to catch up on some blog reading while I enjoyed this particular Cabernet. I won’t complicate, or belabor this review by boring you with descriptors that I may or may not have paid attention to. It could easily be paired with steak, salmon, your toddlers leftover mac-n-cheese, or half a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. It is equally lovely with the only pairing to be with a second glass.
What do you mean that isn’t helpful? Is my palate not discriminating enough for you? Perhaps I don’t have a knack for writing wine reviews. There goes another of my well intended ideas.
Aren’t you glad I stick to blogging about nonsense?