Primitivo Di Manduria, Epicuro, Red Wine

I am becoming what many warned me that I might, a wine snob.  I just poured two bottles of wine out as undrinkable.  I tried letting the first one "breath" by pouring it into a decanter, but it was beyond saving.  The second one still sits on the kitchen counter.  I haven't decided if I'm going to torture it before pouring it down the drain.

Trader Joe's is not a place to ever buy wine unless you know exactly what you're getting.  Several of the wines there taste like grape juice mixed with generous portions of vinegar and cheap gin.  The stuff that used to make people go blind.

Now there is only one bottle of wine left but I don't have much faith in it.  It might be drinkable if I was already very drunk and had no concern or consideration for myself any longer, but that's not the case.  The day is young and I want a wine that tastes accordingly.

It is shameful that a grocery store has better wines and better selection than Trader Joe's wine shop.  It will be some time before I forgive them, if at all.

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Caretaker Pinot Noir, 2009

The experts say that Hemingway very likely did not ever say, "Write drunk, edit later," even in jest towards another.  He famously wrote and revised in the mornings and did not drunk until after he was done writing for the day. I have a book of Hemingway quotations, his wisdom concerning the act of writing. When I unbox my books I'll search and see if I can find a source for it.  Perhaps this time the experts are wrong and the internet is right.

The wine above was purchased at Trader Joe's.  I have tried to be a fan of the Trader Joe wine store but it is a very patchy collection offered there.  The wines either seem to be remarkably drinkable at $7 a bottle, or indigestible grape flavored Smirnoff at $10 a bottle.

But I can almost respect a grocery store that's willing to commit to bold lies.

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Robert Mondavi, Pinot Noir 2008

I have reviewed this wine once before, sort of.  Instead of writing about the wine I wrote about my reactions to the flat mockumentary, "Mondovino."  I have more to say on that subject but tonight I will write about the wine, alone.

Wine and wine culture are impossibly pretentious.  It really brings out the secret snob in many. The overt wine snob is beyond consideration, unworthy of print.

I have tried to write about my wine experiences here, but it is difficult.  Drinking wine and writing do not always produce readable results.  A friend sent me a quote from Hemingway today.  I will have to do some research and see if he actually said it, or more properly, wrote it.

The internet eagerly says so, but we know about trusting that correctionless sphere of www. error perpetuity.

The quote came across as, "Write drunk; edit sober."  I did a search and also found, "Write drunk, revise sober." which sounds more like Hemingway, but I am not the expert.  We will ask one of them and then we will see.

In the morning we will all be wiser.


Ok, I had truly hoped to write a post for this site tonight, it's been more than a month now.  But it was not meant to be.  There are other forces at work.

Greater forces, further even than the demonic Mondavi.

To them I now retire.


The sleep of seizure produces, haunts her. - Go'ye

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