On December 7, 2007 my father passed away. I lived with him, I found him dead on his bed, and so this was a really stressful time for me.
The first night (the night he died) I spent with friends. I didn’t sleep a wink BUT it was still better than being home ALONE.
I came home the next day in the late afternoon. That night I could not sleep for love nor money. I tried reading a boring book …… I tried a warm bath ……..then I remembered there was some Reisling (white wine) in the refrigerator and I thought that might help.
The first problem was I couldn’t get the bleeping cork out of the bleeping bottle. It literally shredded into big pieces and fell down the neck of the bottle into the wine. So I’m thinking I need to strain the wine. The only thing I have to strain it through is (white) coffee filters.
So I get the coffee filters set up over a large glass. I start pouring the wine and I notice it’s the color of tea that has been steeped just a tad bit too long or maybe slightly watered down Coca-Cola. I didn’t think the cork was in there long enough to change the color ……….
I’m thinking to myself, Reisling is supposed to be a WHITE wine isn’t it?
Being that I’m not much of a wine drinker (actually not much of a drinker at all), I went in my bedroom where the computer was and asked my friend Liz in Australia the burning question: Isn’t Reisling a white wine?
She of course tells me yes and asks me why I’m asking her. I say I just poured myself a glass of Reisling and its brown as brown can be. I swear I could almost hear her laughter clear from Australia.
And after two glasses of BROWN Reisling…….I still couldn’t fall asleep.
Do I think I will ever drink BROWN Reisling again? I DON’T THINK SO.