Monday, August 20, 2012

just brimming with excitement

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2008 Reichsgraf Von Kesselstatt Riesling Kabinett | QmP Ockfener Bockstein | Mosel

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2006 Reichsgraf von Kesselstatt Riesling Kabinett | QmP Scharzhofberger | Mosel

Thirty minutes. That's all it took for me to doze off again Sunday morning, and proceed to have one of the strangest dreams in recent memory. Because yeah, I totally remember all my dreams. I was in a classroom - lent my notes to someone. And they ratted me out. Like a bitch. Said I was cheating or something equally heinous. So the teacher started yelling at me and suddenly, I was on trial for conspiracy to cheat on an exam. It ended up a screaming match, in both English and Shanghainese, and I distinctly remember yelling I'll chew the right side of your face off. So much fun, should have stayed in bed.

Had a nice weekend. So applications are still front and centre on the priority list, and yeah, still struggling. Why in the fuck I decided to apply to 5 schools, I have no clue. As these things go - all the writers will know - it's always 10X harder to cut a piece down to the maximum word count than it is to actually write more. We'll see how it goes. I'll post all my essay questions here once I get the applications out.

So, a touch of happiness amidst all the madness. Reichsgraf von Kesselstatt is always a winner. They make wines out of some of the best sites in the Mosel, and they've always tended to produce heavier, riper wines. Lots of sweetness, but in the best vintages, the minerality and acidity are very well-extracted, yielding structured, crunchy wines. These two bottles are no different. The 2008 Ockfener Bockstein the more delicate of the two, but still showing that beautiful sweet fruit, with an electric bolt of acid on the palate. The 2006 Scharzhofberger, with amazing concentration and ripe tropical fruits. The sugar on the palate needs some time to integrate, but this is a massive riesling. Above all, utterly delicious.

You want to drink wines that bring pleasure, just like you enjoy hanging out with people you like. It's all about feeling, this almost innate, intangible recognition as soon as you taste the wine. I don't know if my dream portends to something sinister. But we all need to trust what's in front of us, the things we can touch and smell and feel. A long week ahead, and my feet are already aching from my run yesterday afternoon. The day when I no longer feel like I have to hustle for everything . . . I think that'll be the day that true happiness begins.

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