[Alternative title: "I can't think of anything else to blog about today due to brain inertia" or "When in doubt, blog about alcohol"]
In a past life, James and I were really into wine. We went on wine tasting classes together and said things like, “Mmm…I’m getting hints of turpentine and dirty nappy.”
Now, I get plenty of hints of dirty nappy, but without the grape juice. Many years of trying for and subsequently having a baby have pretty much erased my knowledge of wine.
As the end of my breastfeeding days approach (more on that later), I’m looking forward to indulging a little more in my old hobby – just enjoying the tastes and nuances of wine. Perhaps I should go watch Sideways to kick start my passion again.
With that in mind, James recently joined The Wine Society. It’s a word-of-mouth club that doesn’t advertise for new members (is it weird that a good business model really turns me on?). When you join, you get a share certificate, as it’s wholly owned by its members. I also love that our membership pack was a beautiful red box with gold foiled writing and lots of beautifully printed brochures inside. I have no idea what they said, but they sure looked nice.
We’ve already ordered the “Bestsellers” case to be enjoyed with our guests at Thanksgiving. I may even go a bit geeky and print out the tasting notes for everybody.
If you’re into wine, then I’d also like to introduce you to my friend’s new wine blog, The Bald Viveur. There are great recommendations on there.