Remember when.....
Those two words promise one of three reactions. Ahhhs of found remembrance, Ugghhs of things best left forgotten, or quiet nods of confirmation.
In this case I think it will be quiet nods.
Remember when wine bottles had honest to goodness corks in them?
I thought a corked bottle neck was one think I count on staying the same throughout my life. So I was shocked when, after peeling the foil seal from a bottle of White Zinfandel, I found myself presented with an atrocious off-white polymer impostor plugging the neck of the bottle.
After taking a moment to collect myself I decided to be open minded. There was the benefit of not having to worry about pieces of shredded cork floating in the wine - but still - polymer? dirty white? Couldn't the bottle stopper at least have been tan in color?
Did this mean I was going to have to purchase a polymer screw instead of a cork screw?
As it turned out the cork screw worked fine but...
When I tried to return the polymer plug to the neck of the bottle I found the man made product was far less pliable than a saturated cork. My fingertips flattened and turned a blueish pink from the effort of trying to coerce the hideous looking cylinder back into place. My face soon turned the same color as my fingertips and I drew blood from my bottom lip. Never mind plugging the bottle back up. I now needed more wine to disinfect the bite I had inflicted on myself.
Some things were never meant to be tampered with. Nix the polymer. Give me a good old fashioned cork.
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