These days, there is nothing that can suck the life more quickly and more completely out of wine for me than having to sit and taste in a room full of sommeliers, wine writers, and wine bloggers. We really are a bunch of bloviating blow hards.
Gee – do I sound cranky?
If I hadn’t already been an old guy for quite a while, with plenty of old guy experience under my belt, I would chalk up my current crankiness to becoming more of an old guy.
And speaking of blow hards, with the exception of anything written by anyone named Palin or Beck, I don’t think that I have read a more profoundly anti-intellectual book in the last 20 years than Nicolas Joly’s work on biodynamic agriculture. Talk about your 19th century German metaphysical goofiness. I love the wines, but I really don’t think they need more cow horn – they need more cowbell!