A Love Letter to Wine

Dear Wine,

Making notes in Paso Robles, CA Photo by Gabriel Manzo

Making notes in Paso Robles, CA

Photo by Gabriel Manzo

I want to tell you how I feel about you. This urge to spill my feelings has been fermenting for a long time. Swelling up into carbonated bursts like the finest champagne, ready to pop. It is time you knew how much I love you.

You and I Wine, we have had a very enduring relationship thus far. And our relationship keeps changing, developing with age, like you do. You keep surprising me. You perpetually impress me with your secrets and talents. Even when you are predictable, shallow and lacking character, I can’t help but to embrace you. I love you in those moments when it is just the two of us, no one else around to influence our time. Just you and I, slowly unraveling the day. Or the times when others are around but they just don’t “get you”, be it at a kids birthday party or some alienating sporting event. I am telling you honestly, that I could not have made it through those times without you. Let’s face it, I am not always living as my highest self and you do your best to comfort me, tell me a story, transport me to a land far away. And you do. Your aromas, textures and nuances beg me to ask questions of you: Where did you come from? How did you get here? How long can you stay and when will you be back? I want to understand your magic, your allure, your story.

A glass before seeing an anniversary screening of Sideways at The Music Box, Chicago, IL Photo by Gabriel Manzo

A glass before seeing an anniversary screening of Sideways at The Music Box, Chicago, IL

Photo by Gabriel Manzo

Some days, I cannot stop thinking about you. Even when I am at work and supposed to be engaged in tasks, I am fantasizing about when we will be reunited next and what state you will be in. Will you be a Santa Lucia Highlands sunrise, with the fog hanging low, coastal winds having cooled you the night through? Or will you be a scorching Mendoza sunset, emanating heat, firing up my senses for a long night of sensual tango? Or will you reveal yourself as a perfectly pleasant Portugese afternoon, slightly effervescent with green all around? Each day, I can't wait to see you. That is what keeps our love fresh! I you love Wine. Completely, deeply and eternally.

Wine tasting in The Casablanca Valley, Chile Photo by Gabriel Manzo

Wine tasting in The Casablanca Valley, Chile

Photo by Gabriel Manzo

Though rare, I don’t always want to be with you, but I want to know that you are around and available to me, should I desire contact. In fact I get panicked if I don’t see you and make extreme effort to find you, collect you, bring you to me, in abundance. I want you at my disposal, to suit my mood, my needs and appetite. Am I selfish? Maybe. But I don’t mind sharing you, especially with others who appreciate your stunning beauty, breathtaking fragrances and ultimate expression of yourself. In fact your brilliance is best shared with others who can enjoy you, even if you have just met them and they are just getting to know you and how very special you are.

Tasting a Lebanese wine for the blog, at home in Marina, CA Photo by Gabriel Manzo

Tasting a Lebanese wine for the blog, at home in Marina, CA

Photo by Gabriel Manzo

It is so fun to talk about you, to espouse your genius, skill and artistry. You are an endless conversation piece, dazzling everyone, whether you show up contrary, hot and heady or silky, opulent and deep. I love you in all the ways that you are Wine, and nothing will ever change that. I am hopelessly committed, even when you betray me, as you have on occasion, and likely will again. Though as I have gotten to know you better, I can predict how you might “show-up” and avoid those interactions. I prefer you to “show-off”, those moments when you are ripe but balanced enough by time to be complex, detailed and giving. I savor those enchanted sessions with you. I can’t get enough really. When you are at your best, you magnetize the room. Everyone wants to dance with you, to bask in your glory, however brief. Your light gives energy to the weary. 

An afternoon wine on the plaza in Santiago, Chile Photo by Gabriel Manzo

An afternoon wine on the plaza in Santiago, Chile

Photo by Gabriel Manzo

 

 

 

 

I love you Wine. Ever since I took the time to understand you, I have been yours. I will never stop loving you. I look forward to growing old together, as you have been with me, for most of my 20’s, all of my 30’s and ushered me into my fabulous 40’s. As I approach the eve of my 42nd Birthday, which is also Valentine’s Day 2017, I set out to write this love letter to you Wine. It is you who has been my sweetheart, my Valentine, my steady companion, my love. Thank you Wine, for all that you have given me and keep giving me. As the proverbial saying goes, “My cup runneth over”.

Love always,

-joanna

 

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