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Wine Tasting and the Goodness of Cheese
Wednesday, March 1st, 2006 11:04 amWent to a wine tasting on Friday!
Rebecca's choir organised it and - lucky me - they were allowed to bring significant others. I am so ignorant about wines, it is a shame.
It was great fun, although the tasting portions were too large for my teetotaling taste. We got half a (quite large) glass of everything - which was good as long as the wines were yummy - and decidedly bad for the second wine we tasted, the terribly sherry-like white wine he made us drink. Blegh! Thank goodness we had the "spittoons", two vases Katie had organised. Those were originally designed for the drivers but were later on used by the other teetotalerish people at my table who also did not want to fall asleep or get too drunk. Well, and for everybody else who did not like wine No.2.
He whet our appetite with half a glass of nice champagne, and already then I had the feeling that after another of those I would have had enough because I hadn't eaten enough beforehand, so I was already beginning to feel rather drowsy then. Well, it worked, I didn't fall asleep.
The person who had organised the wine tasting is the brother of one of the choristers and usually a primary school teacher - which showed insofar as listening to him was really nice and easy. He gave us little talks about each of the wines he presented, that was great. Of course I managed to forget to write down the name of the wines I particularly enjoyed, which means that I'm none the wiser on which wines I can give someone for their birthday with a clean conscience or treat myself to if I have been really, really good.
It's also a shame I don't remember the name that second white wine. It was so down as a present for my parents and I doubt the staff at Oddbin's would be overjoyed if I walked in and asked them for a really disgusting white wine, £20 the bottle, which has a nice coppery tone and is produced in France, can't remember where, tastes vaguely like sherry.
The other dry wines were absolutely great, one of them managed to be rather sweet and very crisp at the same time, yum! The biggest surprise, however, was the red wine we had at the end. Usually, I don't like red wines, especially not those horrible sweet ones, but that last one was just great. Yumm. I've never had a wine with such a complex taste, it was just a bit of everything, something which tastes of cherries, but also apples, sweet, but not like lemonade, just - perfect. And I can't remember the name! Well, but then, it is rather unlikely that I ever think I deserve a bottle of wine for more than £20. I could never be that good.
The biggest surprise after all those glorious wines, however, were the lovely cheeses had brought. Usually, I hate cheese if it's not warm and on something or Leerdammer. It sticky and smelly and makes my tongue furry. I had no idea how well cheese works with wine, white stilton with apricots. De-licious.
It ended with everybody either heading off to "Cheesy Pop", a weekly event at the Queen Margaret's Union, or finishing the wines. Great fun.
Rebecca's choir organised it and - lucky me - they were allowed to bring significant others. I am so ignorant about wines, it is a shame.
It was great fun, although the tasting portions were too large for my teetotaling taste. We got half a (quite large) glass of everything - which was good as long as the wines were yummy - and decidedly bad for the second wine we tasted, the terribly sherry-like white wine he made us drink. Blegh! Thank goodness we had the "spittoons", two vases Katie had organised. Those were originally designed for the drivers but were later on used by the other teetotalerish people at my table who also did not want to fall asleep or get too drunk. Well, and for everybody else who did not like wine No.2.
He whet our appetite with half a glass of nice champagne, and already then I had the feeling that after another of those I would have had enough because I hadn't eaten enough beforehand, so I was already beginning to feel rather drowsy then. Well, it worked, I didn't fall asleep.
The person who had organised the wine tasting is the brother of one of the choristers and usually a primary school teacher - which showed insofar as listening to him was really nice and easy. He gave us little talks about each of the wines he presented, that was great. Of course I managed to forget to write down the name of the wines I particularly enjoyed, which means that I'm none the wiser on which wines I can give someone for their birthday with a clean conscience or treat myself to if I have been really, really good.
It's also a shame I don't remember the name that second white wine. It was so down as a present for my parents and I doubt the staff at Oddbin's would be overjoyed if I walked in and asked them for a really disgusting white wine, £20 the bottle, which has a nice coppery tone and is produced in France, can't remember where, tastes vaguely like sherry.
The other dry wines were absolutely great, one of them managed to be rather sweet and very crisp at the same time, yum! The biggest surprise, however, was the red wine we had at the end. Usually, I don't like red wines, especially not those horrible sweet ones, but that last one was just great. Yumm. I've never had a wine with such a complex taste, it was just a bit of everything, something which tastes of cherries, but also apples, sweet, but not like lemonade, just - perfect. And I can't remember the name! Well, but then, it is rather unlikely that I ever think I deserve a bottle of wine for more than £20. I could never be that good.
The biggest surprise after all those glorious wines, however, were the lovely cheeses had brought. Usually, I hate cheese if it's not warm and on something or Leerdammer. It sticky and smelly and makes my tongue furry. I had no idea how well cheese works with wine, white stilton with apricots. De-licious.
It ended with everybody either heading off to "Cheesy Pop", a weekly event at the Queen Margaret's Union, or finishing the wines. Great fun.
