no smell, no taste
I spend my day hunching over my PowerBook, suddenly, pop, my ears open, one side of my nose decides to let be, and I can hear the humming of the air conditioner and the smell the ripe guava on my table. But only for a second. It all goes blank soon.
I think I'll never be able to partake in a wine appreciation workshop. Even without the snobs, the subtle taste of musty leather and oak tannins will be wasted on me. I'll just get used to ordering a bottle of red wine at 7% above the median price range and pretend I'm so chic that i happily experiment with my food & w.
1 comments:
do you appreciate and understand the difference between a regular chai, Ceylon tea and Darjeeling Tea?
do you appreciate and understand the difference between a desi whiskey, a scotch and single malt?
do you appreciate and understand the difference between , britney spears, bryan adams and bob dylan?
do you appreciate and understand the difference between eric segal, salman rushdie and Camus?
am sure you do all of the above...then you will surely be able to appreciate good wine and tell the difference between a 'merlot' and a 'shiraaz'.
cheers on that note! (as you mustev realised that i have ample time, this friday afternoon)
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