Friday, September 28, 2012
Wine Pt.2: 2009 Castle Rock Pinot Noir California Cuvee
J. has a 12-case locker but temporarily needed a little more room so I set him up with a shelf in the Manager's Locker. After a year or so he had enough room in his primary locker to empty out the shelf, but now claimed one of the boxes wasn't his.
" I don't drink that wine," he'd say, looking at the box...even though he had an identical box in his own locker!
I'm like, "J! You have a box just like it in your locker!"
"I used to drink it, but I don't anymore." We do this for six months. The box sits on the shelf.
I rent the shelf out and need to move that box so I do. In doing so I see there's a piece of duct tape on it. A day or so after my return, J. comes in.
"You are taking this box, because I know it's yours and there's tape on it so what's in it may not be what's on it." I force the box on him and he wheels it away.
I'd just returned from a good stretch of frightening food, and suddenly this wine was an antidote, an equal and opposite reaction. I was craving not only a really clean, simple meal but an accompanying glass of wine. When this came into my hands I looked at it like I was in my own episode of Wackiki Wabbit. I accepted J.'s generosity with glee, and a pinot was exactly right. That night I had a glass with dinner and I was very, very happy.
(if you're short on patience, 38-41 second mark will give you the gist.)