Wine can save your life [emotionally]- FACT. So pick out your vessel, hold on tight, and enjoy yourself.
What vessel do you drink out of? Are you a glassware snob? Do you use a Glencairn for whiskey? A Riedel Shiraz glass for your best Aussie? Just check out the never-ending list of “correct” vessels to drink from at the Riedel site – or don’t, it’s boring, but awesome.
I’m one of those people who regularly falls off the couch watching Brooklyn 99. Perhaps my very favourite scene is when Sgt Terry [of old spice fame] is shocked that Cpt Holt is so depressed that he didn’t stop to sniff the bouquet. “But you always sniff the bouquet!”. “Maybe the old Holt did. But the new Holt chugs Beaujolais from a Burgundy glass without a care. [staring at glass] Oh, it’s a Sauternes glass.” I really did find that “fall off the couch” funny.
So … what is the best vessel / glass? I had a friend ask me that recently. The answer is so easy that a wine blogger with a PE degree from York could answer it. Whichever one makes you happy – FACT. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise – they’re dumb.
I’ve been watching Game of Thrones with this
I drink my sparkling wines like this
I drink my whiskey in this
I drink my martinis in this
I drink my vodka the same way
I drink out of whatever vessel i want to – and i hang on and don’t let anyone take it from me. You should too. It makes living better – FACT
This past week i adventured my way into the wilderness of Muskoka and then backroaded my doorless Jeep to a Cidery in the middle of the S. Ontario countryside.
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While off the grid in Lagoon City …
I ventured off the beaten path [see what i did there muskoka brewers?] to Muskoka Brewery. A craft beer oasis in the heart of
mosquito cottage country…
where i especially enjoyed the “guerrilla taps” [you have to ask for the secret taps] offering of the Gose and the newly LCBO’d All Eyes on Yuzu – an American Pale Ale with hint of Yuzu fruit I got a private tour, mostly because i sat down and pet Bree the dog who loved me so much and next thing i know i’m privy to the secrets of Muskoka Brewery. True Story.
After getting home to Guelph, I took the doors off the jeep …. weeeeeeee
and took the backroads with Wm. Shakespeare’s words in mind, “get thee to a Cidery”. I easily found West Avenue Cider House, [30 mins from Guelph, 15 from Hamilton] said hello to the chickens running around and ordered up.
Took my drinks outside. Put up my feet ….
and enjoyed the appley nectar how sweet baby Bacchus intended it to be enjoyed – outdoors on an apple orchard. You can’t believe what they do with apple juice – barrel aged, wild fermented, mullberried, vinified, and so many other clever ways that the brewmaster makes their cider. It really is so much fun. You can hold the chickens and pet Rosie – the noble beast of a dog who resides at West Ave.
Disclaimer – no actual gorillas were harmed researching this blog. Also, i never really paid attention in English class.