She will drink no wine before her time,
Really, Orson?
Weeell, as my romantic Scotsman says. I’m drinking a wine that is older than me!
There I was, minding my own business, perusing the merchandise at an estate sale, when this guy pulled out a sealed crate of Chilean wine. Hmmm….says I, how much will you sell that for? Shhhh…Cuz you know, I’m thinking I really like that old wooden crate with that Chilean import stamp on it.
He looks at it, replies - I was just gonna put my feel on it. Tell ya what, you buy something and I’ll throw it in for free.
So I buys me an original, fully intact, wooden Dragon Dominoes set, and an original Scrabble set and he tosses in the case of wine. Of course, prevaricator that I am, the case sits unopened in my garage for a year. My daughter and her boyfriend pried the lid up last week and exclaimed, and I quote - Yuck! 1959!
Tonight my husband says, I’m opening a bottle.
Vinegar, I bet, says I, stirring the lasagna sauce.
Vintage 1959, Planella, Chilean Red Burgundy Reservado.
We took a whiff…smells like…wine! Took a look…good clarity. Took a tiny sip…totally not bad, as a matter of fact, it’s pretty damn good shit! Drinking a wine older than me with my homemade lasagna. OMFG! And we have twenty-three more bottles! Yee-hah!
If anyone knows anything about his wine or the winery, let me know - we pulled up a big blank when we tried to find information. If you figure it out, pass the info on to me and maybe I’ll send you a bottle!
