Experimentation clearly required
Can walk without limping like Boris Karloff in The Mummy. Check.
Can sit upright at a desk without feeling like I want to die. Check.
Stomach seemingly not racked to hell. Check.
I think it’s time to try some wine and see how that feels.
I’ll go slowly here, with an old fave, William Heritage 2015 Chardonnay Pumpkin Hill.
It’s a single vineyard wine, so all the fruit came from this specific location. Chardonnay is the favorite white wine grape of the New Jersey Winemakers Coop, yielding at a minimum good, often terrific, results in any vintage. If you’re a big fan of Napa Valley fruit bomb oakfest Chardonnays, New Jersey chard isn’t for you. It’s typically more akin to white Burgundy, due to our shorter growing seasons and lower temperatures.
The color is pale gold. There’s melon on the nose. On the palate it’s nicely round with more of that melon and a bit of stewed banana.
It’s been a couple hours, and all is seemingly well in the intestinal fortitude area. Neither rumblings nor grumblings. I’m a bit heyyyyyy as this is the most I’ve had to drink since Labor Day, but other than that, feeling pretty well!
And here it is, the next morning, and all is good. Might my life be returning to something resembling normal?
*observes blisters incurred by ankle brace after using it for two days*
Oh silly me. What was I thinking.
At least the wine tastes good.