If I’m going to drink more of this
kind of elixir, then I’m going to have to alter
my “style”.
That’s not a problem.
I can start drinking around 8:30am. That part
is easy.
The challenge is deciding what to have for “brunch”.
A totally perverse thought just entered my mind…
Deviled ham (canned) finger sandwiches.
Or ANY kind of light sandwich, like tuna, chicken or
egg salad.
Ah yes. Egg salad finger sandwiches.
I have another R in the cooler, so that’s the
plan for that one.
I’m drooling again.
I hesitate trying to describe the wine for fear of
insulting it.
Such a delicate flower.
The nose is tropical maybe. Or pear???
Although “acidy enough” for me, it’s not overbearing.
Gentle on the tongue for a dry Mosel R, I imagine.
If I had to work hard for a living, I would opt for
picking grapes along the Mosel.
Wine Picker: I’m home.
Wife: How was your day at the office.
WP: Excruciating.
W: Why don’t you look for another job?
WP: I like the benefits. What’s for supper.
W: Egg salad sandwiches and this Goldtröpfchen stuff you keep bringing home.
WP: Sehr gut.
I’m daydreaming so much that I haven’t cracked
the books on this wine.
I think I get the picture.
And the honey is subtle. I find that “compelling”.
This IS the first wine that I have ever thought of slapping
the “compelling” word on but that’s what happened.
Let’s not stop with “compelling”, how about “evocative”.
Even my empty glass is “seductive”.
I’ve totally lost it.
Is this wine REALLY GOOD or am I just in an altered
state of mind?
Day Two…
I saved a LITTLE BIT of this one for
“brunch” today.
Mild cheddar cheese finger sandwiches.
I’m trying to hold out until 10:30am.
I made it. Brunch was “satisfying”.