As wine connoisseurship evolves, I look toward developing ways to express the aspects of wine I love the most. I recognize that wine is a product of nature and science; my goal is as natural as can be: to help make the connection between joy of taste and the bountiful pleasures of life.”

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Its Raining Burgundy - Springtime in Atlanta

I recall seeing a film recently where the main character meets a guy that sparks up a convo about space time continuum, quantum physics and man’s awareness of the difference between actions taken in consciousness verses those occurring in a dream state. In the scene he ultimately explained that for those that have recurring lucid dreams, the only real way to check to see if indeed you're dreaming is to reach over to the nearest light switch and flip it. If it affects a nearby lamp or bulb you can rest assured that you are indeed awake. Conversely, if you flip it and nothing happens, you can be confident that you are actually dreaming.
So last night, while closing one of our units something one might dream about, under truly unusual circumstances a group of 15 likeminded folks arrived, ordered some food and over the course of three hours opened upwards of 20 bottles of world class wines. (Mostly Burgundy). The dreamlike state came on as Don Cornutt walked through the door Just as the group was departing. It was nearly 10:00, the restaurant was about to close and I had had a long day. My eyes were sore and it felt later than it actually was- but there was Don,…smiling and jolly proclaiming his apologies for being tardy. He had an insulated 8 bottle shoulder bag packed full of wine and literally blocked his friends from exiting the front doors of the restaurant. Without a trace of superiority, or pretense, this group casually managed an about face and walked through the restaurant toward a large farmhouse table in the center of the dining room. We stood making introductions and watched as Don unveiled another round of vinous treasures. For the next 45 minutes, carefree, almost “love child”, sort of dialogue ensued among the group. “ Yeah man …you shoudda been there man”….”yeah, that stuff was really supreme” worries,..”its all good”. As we tasted a sense of openness, generosity, warmth and general “easy going” spirit seemed to hover over the table. It’s not too often that I meet truly down to earth adults that are educated, professional, passionate about wine-tasting, sharing and learning. Especially not over a table of obscure, Burgundian rarities after hours in an Atlanta restaurant. It was sort of like my own little harmonic convergence. I walked across the room at one point, flipped the lights and ..

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