Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Hello, you're on the air...

Hi, welcome to Don't Keep It Bottled Up! where the cork meets the dork. Hello, you're on the air.

Yeah, hello. This is Slade from Phoenix.

Thanks for calling, Slade. What's on your mind?

Not much. This is Phoenix. Heh, heh, heh. Just a little joke. Anyway, I was at a wine tasting here in Phoenix, and some guy said he didn't like Zinfandel.


Well, isn't that un-American or something? I mean, I can understand not liking, say, white wines. Or French wines. But Zinfandel? Doesn't seem right to me. What do you think?

Ill tell you, Slade. Have you ever considered running for office? Of course it's un-American not to like Zinfandel! I myself have wondered about all those fuzzy cabernet drinkers out there. Anyway, you're right, boy. This country was meant to be a nation of Zinfandel drinkers-even in places uninhabitable without air conditioning.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Proponents of Blind Tasting

Where you can't see the label or the price tag-are great believers in human weakness. According to them, a mere glimpse of a label, like that of an ankle in another era, is an irresistable temptation that renders tasters involuntarily bereft of judgement, willpower, and resolution. Seeing the label can allow you to evaluate a wine for what you know it's supposed to be, rather than for what you're guessing it might be.


Fine wines taste like they come from somewhere. Mediocre wines taste like they could come from anywhere. They are interchangeable. However unscientific this "sensation of somewhereness" may be, you can trust it all the same.

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