Friday, April 1, 2011

Moscato, My Love

I thought that I liked wines of most varieties. I used to prefer reds to whites, but, as I have aged, my tastes have evolved. I won't say matured, because I'm not sure that white is a more mature choice. In high school one time, my two best friends Laura and Brittany got into a huge fight over whether red or white wine was a more feminine choice. If I remember correctly, Brittany really liked red and Laura was trying to tell her that was not an appropriate choice. Well, whatever. I don't care if it's more masculine or feminine, I like what I like. And until recently, I thought I liked wine of any kind.

Well, I do like wine. And I like wine of most kinds. But I love, love, love Moscato.  At Saturday dinner my birthday weekend, my mom pulled out a bottle of this--which instantly became my favorite and the most delicious thing I had ever put in my mouth.  Oh.my.god. Perfection in wine form.  Better than perfection--its a deliciously sweet bubbly and oh so delightfully tasty beverage that I can't imagine anyone not loving.  Even my sister, a devoted Gewurztraminer fan, said that she may have been too hasty in her decision.  Delightful, just delightful.  And I'm not exaggerating.


But, being poor, I can't afford wine of the $15 a bottle variety just yet unless its a special occasion.  And while that may seem inexpensive to you, to me it is unnecessary when there are generally many different (and quite tasty) varieties that cost $10 or less.  Still, this will be my dream wine, my go-to wine for any special occasion.  And another good thing?  Andy doesn't like it (it's sweet), so its a whole bottle for me.  Mmmmm.

But now I am experimenting with other kinds of Moscato to determine if I may have a cheaper alternative.  My mom had a kind last weekend at home that I liked a lot (though not as much as the beautiful blue bottle).  I don't remember what it was called, but it had a label with red flowers on it.  Still delish.

So, today, when I went shopping, I decided to continue my quest for another perfect moscato.  I bought a very, very cheap one--here's the label. 



At $5 a bottle, it's much more my style.  And hopefully very yummy.

Is it bad to buy wine with no intention of sharing it with anyone else?  Well, I intend to drink it all myself, for better or for worse.  Though I WILL make one small concession: I will not drink it tonight, since I am babysitting for a professor.  I think that might reflect poorly on my judgment.

Well, the new moscato is in the fridge and will still be there tomorrow, when I am not responsible for any minor children.  I am looking forward to it, and will be prepared to share the results.  I have a feeling that nothing will replace the blue bottle in my heart, though.  It's hard to top sheer perfection. 

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