Present were: Uncles E, P, Jimmy, OZ and Winepath. Uncle N was absent. We tasted 4 wines tonight.
It is Haiku season again (it always is). Here is one by Kobayashi Issa, who lived in the early 18th century, had an eventful and sad life and had a great sense of humor. I think that wines can easily evoke an Haiku. Here it is:
"In this world, we walk on the roof of hell, gazing at flowers".
By the way, this has nothing to do with our first wine. It was thought to be too sweet, perhaps a zin; Uncle P thought that this was a French Bordeaux blend meant to be exported en masse to the clueless and unsuspecting Americans. Not so: it was Ravenswood, (to be exported to Europe, that is fine by me). It got an 1.5.
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Uncle, I am glad to inform you that this "beauty" has already been exported to Europe. I came across this disaster while shopping for a nice Priorat at the department store El Corte Ingles in Madrid.
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