Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Trite White 1

It's grapes. They are grown in a certain way at a certain time in a certain soil in certain weather.

It's rotten grapes. Sour grapes. Mushy slimy stompy grapes. We're talking about trash here. Garbage. Trashola.

Sometimes there's wood involved. Different trees, maybe burned or used or something. Maybe a combination. A wooden barrel or a steel barrel with a piece of wood floating in it as if that is the same thing. Sometimes we'll say that the rotten grape liquid has seen some of whatever wood is floating in it as if it has eyes.

It's not a potato.

Then it sits around for a long time becoming the thing that will end up in the bottle which may still sit around for a while, maybe a long while, hopefully not so long that it turns back into garbage. Trashola. That happens pretty often actually, even with some very expensive bottles.

Then it gets poured into a glass or, hopefully, two glasses. Then it STILL has to age, but not for such a long time now. Maybe it doesn't have to, but it might have to, depending on all the previously mentioned factors.

Then it gets drunk and the drunker can claim to taste all sorts of consumables in it that are obviously not there in any literal way. Sometimes some of those consumables grow in the same soil as the vines that gave the grapes grow. This should not be confused for giving any flavor to the final drink which just takes like rotten grapes. It's just that rotten grapes can remind people of a lot of other things that they have tasted in the past and people like to talk about it because it doesn't seem like enough just to drink the thing and enjoy it.

The enjoyment can be so intense, so overwhelming, so confusing, that language just gets spewed out all over it to try to clean it up. It's all rotten really, but so will you be one day, sooner than you think.

Varietal: Chardonnay
Food Pairing: Something that tastes good and that the rotten grape liquid will taste good along side of

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