Sep. 4th, 2007 10:51 am
Weekend Odds and Ends
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muckefuckIt's hard not to look back over a three-day weekend without feeling like I've wasted oodles of time. Oh, well--that's not always a bag thing, is it? But what else did I actually do besides get myself sweaty, muddy, mosquito-bitten, and worn-out trying to wrestle a light craft overland and keep it from capsizing on the water? Apparently, I drank a lot--for me, that is. Normally, I don't have more than one or two drinks a week. Saturday night, though, I had four bourbon-and-sodas at Bear Night (which probably amounts to at most one-and-a-half real drinks at home), Sunday I had a couple of glasses of red wine with dinner, and then Monday afternoon I knocked back three beers at a barbecue followed by some Chinese Riesling at home.
Chinese Riesling? Yeah, I know, that was our reaction when we saw it at Foremost Liquors on Argyle. But we figured it would give us a preview of what we'd find in China. The label is Huadong, a winery with an interesting history and, apparently, a growing rep. However, it was only after we drank some that we noticed the vintage is 1992, which is long in the tooth for a Riesling and early in the day for Huadong, which was only founded in 1985. Hopefully, there more recent stuff will be more palatable. I wonder if it will have the same "Chinesy" quality. The moment we sniffed the bouquet, both![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu and I had the same thought: This smells like Shaoxing! We wondered if they might have finished it in Shaoxing casks in order to make it easier for Chinese tipplers to accept. (Huadong's production is almost entirely consumed domestically.)
The Leinenkugle Berryweiss' that we drank at the BBQ were probably the tastiest alcohol I had all weekend, but they didn't seem to have much effect. Maybe between the bleariness from my stupid sleeping and the languidness of relaxing on the warm deck I simply didn't notice. Unfortunately, I was too out-of-it to visit much with people that I don't see enough of and instead hunkered down with my steady buddies. I was a little more outgoing at Bear Night, where I spent much of my time talking to a really sweet guy sitting up front, knocking back straight tequila on the rocks, and snapping photos of everyone. I also finally met the Scoutmaster's boyfriend and got to chat a bit with a crushette who unfortunately found the lure of a roach more intoxicating than my honeyed words.
Chinese Riesling? Yeah, I know, that was our reaction when we saw it at Foremost Liquors on Argyle. But we figured it would give us a preview of what we'd find in China. The label is Huadong, a winery with an interesting history and, apparently, a growing rep. However, it was only after we drank some that we noticed the vintage is 1992, which is long in the tooth for a Riesling and early in the day for Huadong, which was only founded in 1985. Hopefully, there more recent stuff will be more palatable. I wonder if it will have the same "Chinesy" quality. The moment we sniffed the bouquet, both
monshu and I had the same thought: This smells like Shaoxing! We wondered if they might have finished it in Shaoxing casks in order to make it easier for Chinese tipplers to accept. (Huadong's production is almost entirely consumed domestically.)The Leinenkugle Berryweiss' that we drank at the BBQ were probably the tastiest alcohol I had all weekend, but they didn't seem to have much effect. Maybe between the bleariness from my stupid sleeping and the languidness of relaxing on the warm deck I simply didn't notice. Unfortunately, I was too out-of-it to visit much with people that I don't see enough of and instead hunkered down with my steady buddies. I was a little more outgoing at Bear Night, where I spent much of my time talking to a really sweet guy sitting up front, knocking back straight tequila on the rocks, and snapping photos of everyone. I also finally met the Scoutmaster's boyfriend and got to chat a bit with a crushette who unfortunately found the lure of a roach more intoxicating than my honeyed words.