Lord knows I tried. Red wine is supposed to be good for you. Antioxidants and all that. So my latest attempt included testing (not all at once…) a Merlot, a Malbec, a Siraz (sp?), a Cab…and a couple of whites that tasted suspiciously like kerosene or the dragster fuel we used to mix out of grain alcohol and nitro methane. No, I haven’t tasted kerosene or dragster fuel–just have this metaphysical connection from yon times of yore. Anyway…except for one of the Malbecs (this was several labels of each variety over the past three or four months)–it all tastes the same. Admitting that my palate may be made of some ceramic byproduct, I nevertheless surrender. I’m going back to beer.
Or…I Have Failed As a Wino