Wednesday, February 22, 2012
can you see the angels?
I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. Masochism, that surely must be it, I just like wrecking myself. I know I shouldn't trust certain South American syrahs, I know I shouldn't. I should know better than to go for a wine that Jay Miller has reviewed as a 90.
If there was a refund policy at the LCBO for stupidity I'd be in line every Monday. The Italians have this drinking game (I swear I saw this somewhere) in which you down tumblers of some cheap wine in one go, and look into the bottom of the glass for angels. You keep drinking until you do. Granted, you should probably be drinking (cheap) Italian wines, but in this case, these fruity, sweetly candied, high alcohol South American wines are surprisingly good for that. Down in one, but alas, no angels.