By jaredmoshe | Jared Moshé's Blog May 23, 2005 at 8:55AM
One of my friends had the pretty bright idea to start a wine club so those of us who know very little about the stuff can at least know good from bad even without refined or usable pallets. The first meeting, last Friday, kicked off pretty well (though some sort of wine expert might have been helpful) with twenty-some people and nearly half that in bottle of wine, however by bottle ten folks were clearly experiencing signs of wine fatigue and/or drunkenness (and no one was there to get drunk - at least that's what I was told every time I said that this was just an excuse to booze on lots and lots of wine). The wine was Pinot Noir, which in this post-Sideways world is considered the tops, because, well, a drunken, worn-out curmudgeon of a man played magnificently by Paul Giamatti said it was. Now I loved Sideways and never particularly liked Merlot, but I'm stunned and kind of ashamed at the way one flavorless (i mean that in the literal sense) film some how effected millions of taste buds across the country.
Oh and for those long time readers who remember this entry... well that thing so strange and so weird has occurred; it's just too strange and too weird to blog about.