A nice relaxing day. I got up and went to have my haircut, then went grocery shopping with Rob and Wayne. Boy, are we showing him the highlights of Reykjavík or what? Oh! And I’m now going to write a sentence that I never thought I’d write. Rob bought wine in a box.
That’s right. Dr. Loosen, a wine producer who makes a riesling that we like, actually has it available in a box. Box wine gets a bad rap because it usually has a terrible product in it, but if the wine is good, then the box is very handy because as you pour wine the bag inside the box maintains the vacuum. This means that the wine doesn’t oxidize. While it’s not as romantic as opening a bottle of wine for dinner, having the box of wine means that we can have a glass of wine with dinner without worrying about needing to finish it the next night. Handy. But still…wine in a box.
After that I met Sarah, Jodi, Julie and Sam for coffee at one of the few places which has decaf. You have no idea how much I miss being able to order a decaf and not have the waitstaff look at me like I’ve sprouted an extra head.
Tags: ax, Journal, Rob, wine
It’s a good thing I was seated when I read this post, although a bad thing that I haven’t had my morning coffee yet. Hopefully I’ll emerge from my shock before noon.
Very cleverly worded. You still have plausible deniability that you ever actually DRANK any wine in a box.
-d- I have never drunk wine in a box. Wine out of a box on the other hand…
As in drinking out of the bottle?
Ha! Well, it is easier to drink out of a bottle than to fit inside one, but we drink wine out of a glass.
Touche!
Mary, guess what, I discovered wine! I’ve been trying different varieties for about the last six weeks. I just opened a bottle of ruby port this evening. Very good but it packs a bit of a punch. Unfortunately, I’m the only person in the house that will drink it, but fortunately, I can handle a few days of oxidation before I notice the taste degrading. After I finish the port, I have a nice bottle of icewine.