B-man and I attended a wine tasting last night. We have belonged to this group for 20+ years and have enjoyed varying degrees of activity.
Recently, however, we have become more selective in the tastings we attend.
This is partly because my work is very 'people heavy,' and the last thing I want on the weekend is to endure an event that feels like an extended cocktail party.
Plus, I'm a homebody. My idea of the perfect evening is cooking, and enjoying wine, at home with B-man and Paige.
Paige doesn't drink that much.
B-man is a bit more social and enjoys getting out and hobnobbing. Together, we balance each other out.
Last night's tasting was held at a Mexican bistro, new in town, located in an industrial warehouse. We had never been there, but the invitation said, "this is not your basic burritos or enchiladas, this is what the wealthy people eat in Mexico."
I found this reassurance to be pretentious and unnecessary.
Don't be dissing my Taco Bell.
For me, perfume accompanies all wine tastings, even though Inner Critic follows me around and tries to talk me out of it as I'm getting ready.
Perhaps it does create a distraction from the 'nose' of the wine, but who can really object to lightly applied Jardin en Mediterranee? If you're that sensitive to competing aromas, perhaps you should drink wine at home.
With your own dog.
Our table for eight was an interesting crowd. We talked about travel (ours to Denver, theirs to Southeast Asia), reading (they actually read books, not just blogs), our children, our work and all manner of social chatter.
At one point, I leaned over and whispered to B-man, 'why isn't anyone talking about perfume?'
He responded with the don't-make-me-snort-wine-out-of-my-nose laugh.
Actually, I think it's a fair question. I would much rather hear someone's thoughts about perfume, as it relates to wine and food, instead of their most recent experience in an Australian airport.
Next time, I might bring up the topic myself, just to silence the table.
Photo from Winewaves.com