Kris put the sprouts in the oven to bake and I set the iron skillet on the stove to get it ready for the salmon, realized we’d need our weekly bottle of wine, so I thought I’d be uppity and asked Kris, “What kind of wine tonight, dear? White, Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Riesling?”
She answered without hesitation, “Red.”
Down I went to our basement to see what we had, knowing all along what we had — a small supply of cheap reds from Trader Joe’s. That’s it. No whites, no Cabs, no Merlots, certainly no Rieslings… just reds. Better than two buck Chuck, but not labeled by some special grape. We sometimes call it “Table Wine.”
To quote Joseph Epstein, there are three kinds of people in this world:
highly educated people who talk about ideas, normal people who talk about other people, and trivial people who talk about wine.