Random acidity from Shitake Mushrooms and Crabcakes. I should really learn to read the menu.
It rained in Mumbai today. For the first time this year. First rains of the monsoons. I missed it because of Shitake et al. No first smell of mud. Only puffed eyes by the end of rich expensive meal footed by newly rich working friend.
I had Souveneau Blanc. Shit that I had heard so much about. I shrugged. I really can't tell the difference.
And I also in the name of chivalry almost made a lady friend test the wine by graciously directing the first sip towards her. Apparently that makes me a social catastrophe.
Basic ground rules
1) You da man. You test the wine.
2) Smell the wine. If it smells nice, it's probably nice. (Du-uh!)
3) Swirl the wine. If it has a clean drop from the glass without any residues at the sides. It's a nice wine.
4) Don't gargle.
Were you looking for profundity?
*Snort*
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Simple way to deal with this: Smell the wine and swirl it around a bit and always say it has a smoky flavor and is robust.
That seems to get me through almost everything and even if people realize I know shit about wine, they smile in appreciation because they probably know shit too.
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