09 December 2005

Why Whine when you can Wine?

Okay, so I drink. (when I'm not pregnant or breastfeeding for those who are starting to shimmy in their seats) I am a casual drinker. I actually love beer, especially GOOD beer, (i.e. expensive), but am on a slightly fixed budget that doesn't allow for that, so we collectively buy cheap beer that could pass for water in certain countries. Not that I don't enjoy my water beer, but my water beer also packs on all those lovely chunky useless calories that this fat chick really needs to start avoiding. So, my recent and slow transfer over to cheap wine. (which wine is supposed to be less calories, right?)

I love wine, the wine I love is pricey to say the least. Especially since I'm a beer drinker and a simple glass (one) of wine is to be scoffed at and a bottle be considered marginal. Tell me can you drink one, just one glass of good wine? No. Not unless your scrutinizing mother in law is staring at you from across the table knowing you are driving 9.3 miles home after your meal with your two small children in tow. So, I am now on a mission. I am testing cheap wines one by one until I find a brand that doesn't make me completely gag while I drink it and doesn't cost me an arm and a leg to have my "couple" glass evenings.

I just went to open my next victim. (My last choice was disgusting even for the most robust drinker...Yuck! It left your mouth tasting like a combination of gravel and saw dust.) Oh I might add that I have narrowed my selections down to a white variety. I love dry wines. A cheap Merlot will kill someone and I opt not to be that person. Talk about nasty. So, white it is. So, here I am,work winding down where it is feasible to crack a bottle open. I go in and pull out my chilled bottle, grab my handy bottle opener and start winding the corkscrew into the top of the bottle. Yup, you guessed it... screw cap. Fuck. I can't tell you how sad it is to pour "wine" from a bottle with a screw cap... (not saying I didn't have Boones Farm as my first illegal purchase) But come on. This is just sad. No, it hasn't stopped me from my mission, I'm a trooper you see, or at least desperate. It is a bit sweeter than I like, but it does not make you cringe and shudder as the liquid finds it way through your gullet. As a bonus it doesn't come screaming back up in a form of fire... it stays put and begins it's journey south. A marketable improvement over my last taste test.

So, I am off to Wine... Wish me luck, or better, give me suggestions...

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