The Wine Has Turned to Vinegar

No, really. Ten years ago on an IMPORTANT anniversary, we bought a case of good 1996 Cabernet Sauvignon at a beautiful winery in Sonoma. Drank all but one bottle, which we put away for a special occasion. Decided this weekend was that occasion.

S.O. opened the wine and the first indication that it would not be perhaps the golden vintage was that the cork fell apart. He sniffed. Didn't smell too wonderful. A sip. Yuck. Well, maybe it just needs to breathe. Breathing made it taste like a five dollar a bottle wine instead of a four dollar a bottle wine. So we said bad words and opened a bottle of something else.

Major bummer. Moral of this story. Drink the wine. Savor it. Slurp it down.

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