Here’s to you, Jo-Lene.
I hope Andreas gets better really soon.

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I attended a sit down wine dinner at a lovely restaurant last night, and it was my first ever too. I never gave much thought about wine, and certainly not about pairing it with food. I thought the whole thing was self indulgent, sometimes pompous and a little too overrated. Sometimes, I still do, actually.

The food was great, and yes, there were about 7 to 8 different wines to pair with our 6 different foods, and being one whose tastebuds aren’t exactly the sharpest in the room (my eyesight is waaaay better), I was confused.

And looking at the people who drink without a care in the world and who love to drink, sometimes I feel it’s weird. The people I saw all wanted to just down loads and loads of wine (one had to bit a hasty retreat because her partner was losing it). I didn’t think it was right for me to be able to enjoy myself like them, because obviously I haven’t achieved what they have to feel so liberated. I just looked around and was slightly amused.

Sort of how I go to a disco and just watch people dance on the dancefloor.

And yes Jo-Lene, this one was a tad too sweet. It’s fortified and the sugar content is up the roof, but the bouquet was complex although too heavy and sweet for my liking. Pairing it with creme brulee was great because then I can taste the base better, rather than just tasting the.. the.. sickly sweet flowery high notes.

I’m making a fool out of myself, aren’t I? ;)