It has been over a month, going on two, since I have been to, or poured at, a wine tasting. That has led to a not so severe case of Wine Tasting Withdrawal, or WTW for short.
Least this not be confused with another malady I call Wine Tasting Fatigue, the acronym for which I might have a difficult time using! This is caused by going to, or pouring at, too many wine tastings; a concern that I have never had as I love wine tastings.
Part 2, as I did a previous post about my going into this “off-season” at the end of 2017 where I commented on my concern for developing this plight. Read that post by clicking here.
So how did I break out of this particular disorder? It was actually pretty simple. I happened to buy some wine through a wine shop that once, what seemed long ago, had a presence in my community and had to close the store and fall back on their other stores much farther from me. To digress a bit, I loved the store, the people their tastings and, as someone who usually knows what I like and looking for, their readiness to order wines for me and the ability to obtain those wines at very competitive prices. The trifecta, no wait that would be a superfecta (I looked that one up) for wine shops.
Knowing that they still had a number of loyal customers in my area, when they first left they did offer shipping, free with 12 bottle purchases. They just decided to offer what they called a “Pick Up Party” in the area to allow customers to buy wine and then, once a month, attend this “Pick Up Party” where they can “pick up” the wines that you have purchased rather than having them shipped or where you didn’t have 12 bottles. Outstanding idea in my estimation!
Anyway, along with the ability to secure your wines, they also ran a little wine tasting. Nothing huge, maybe 10 different selections, but still, IT’S A TASTING!
For that moment in time, I was back in my element. The SSSS (read my blog more often if you don’t know what that means) of those wines, allowing me to recall the joys of sampling wines and determining the quality and worth of those selections. I’m not going to go into any of the wines presented other than to say that they had chosen a fine composition, varying in varietal, country and style.
After the tasting, I gathered up my purchase and headed home, content in the knowledge that I had, for the moment, cured my WTW. Still in the early months of the year, I only hope that I don’t have to wait too long to find another tasting or secure my position pouring wine, knowing that I won’t suffer the dreaded WTF!