Brooding & Sultry

by virtualDavis

Brooding & Sultry

Brooding & Sultry: An apparition summoned from the glossy pages of Wine Spectator early in the morning...

Saturday morning found me soaking up the early December sunrise and flipping through the Wine Spectator’s Top 100 Wines of 2011. Perhaps the only oenological pleasure surpassing sipping (and swallowing) fermented grape juice is reading (and imitating) wine reviews. I’ve scribbled a few myself over the years and toyed with collecting them into a fun collection of poems, vignettes and doodles. I won’t submit you to my bizarre brand of wine esoterica, not yet, but you might enjoy this curmudgeonly if slightly pompous fart who wafted out of the magazine pages briefly before vanishing into thin air to the surprise of my dog, Griffin, who sighed and rolled over to reflect on breakfast past and a sunny walk to come.

Perhaps that audio clipped played for you? Perhaps not. It’s a bit of a memory glutton, so — depending on your internet connection — may be a bit grumpy. If listening requires too much patience, consider abandoning the mission. It’s a trifle. A goofy trifle. An audio sketch. Half baked at best. A better idea altogether? Tuck in next to a roaring fire and open a brooding but sultry bottle of claret to quaff with fresh baked bread, pheasant pate and runny Époisses. Aaahhh…