Hello Fellow Travelers!
I used to be able to seriously consume wine the Californian drink of choice. I drank the cocktails in my youth that all Arizonans of a special age (19) and gender (F) grew up with; wine coolers to Strawberry Daiqiries to White Russians to Black Russians to well, Russians (just kidding, but doesn't it sound good?), to scotch and water to Vodka/Diet Coke(supposed to be the diet alternative). Sometime later I became interested in fine wines and how they were paired with food. Later, I became slightly less interested in boutique beer, or micro-brews.
Now I don't drink anything. Ever. I miss the kahlua because I have voracious sweet tooth and miss the sugar and coffee flavor. My best friend brought me a fabulous Cabernet that took me a long time to consume a little at a time and it gave me no problems and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It takes so much mind power and mental and physical stamina just to accomplish little things I can't imagine cocktails clouding my poor, damaged, brain. My liver, for those keeping score at home, is just dandy!
So maybe just maybe, I'll be able to taste wine (and spit, a lot) again. My palate is still pretty sharp, my opinions are at least as sharp, I'm pickier than ever Being critical about things like wine, food, books even real estate is like breathing (at least I can still do that) and are some of my best qualities. Maybe I can be critical than ever, stone, cold. sober. Boring? Perhaps. Essential? Definitely. Something else to relearn, but far down on the list. Like some distance behind relearning cleaning the cat's litter box, WAY, WAY, down on the list...
I used to be able to seriously consume wine the Californian drink of choice. I drank the cocktails in my youth that all Arizonans of a special age (19) and gender (F) grew up with; wine coolers to Strawberry Daiqiries to White Russians to Black Russians to well, Russians (just kidding, but doesn't it sound good?), to scotch and water to Vodka/Diet Coke(supposed to be the diet alternative). Sometime later I became interested in fine wines and how they were paired with food. Later, I became slightly less interested in boutique beer, or micro-brews.
Now I don't drink anything. Ever. I miss the kahlua because I have voracious sweet tooth and miss the sugar and coffee flavor. My best friend brought me a fabulous Cabernet that took me a long time to consume a little at a time and it gave me no problems and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It takes so much mind power and mental and physical stamina just to accomplish little things I can't imagine cocktails clouding my poor, damaged, brain. My liver, for those keeping score at home, is just dandy!
So maybe just maybe, I'll be able to taste wine (and spit, a lot) again. My palate is still pretty sharp, my opinions are at least as sharp, I'm pickier than ever Being critical about things like wine, food, books even real estate is like breathing (at least I can still do that) and are some of my best qualities. Maybe I can be critical than ever, stone, cold. sober. Boring? Perhaps. Essential? Definitely. Something else to relearn, but far down on the list. Like some distance behind relearning cleaning the cat's litter box, WAY, WAY, down on the list...
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