One thing I've been doing lately is, although not taking copious tasting notes, taking a picture of every bottle we drink in the house. This was in part inspired by Zack having to take digital photos of all the bottles he'd decorated his house with (I don't think Julie really would let me decorate the house with bottles of wine, although sometimes it seems I'm headed that way). It was with a particularly vile experience that led me to start commenting faciallly on the bottle. This is the first such coment:
This was a bottle of Val the started of kind of uninteresting, then got some interesting fruit/vegetal something going on. We were drinking it with Julie's friend Melanie, who teaches dance in Calgary. We were getting a little interested in it when it took a big turn into swamp gas. In fact it got so bad, the stank, that I would smell it and literally not be able to take a swallow. It was awful. I haven't had a lot of corked wine but this didn't necessarily taste or smell oxidized to me, but just like ass. Terrible, horrible, no-good very bad wine.
More pictures to come.
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