Darn it all. I've become a wine snob. I went to the Bistrot du Coin yesterday with some of the guys from work. I tried 3 of their 5 white wines (one was a rose), and I did not care for any of them. I was expected much better from a French bistro, especially since the French are known for their wines.
But the sad thing about all of this is that I've become a snob about it if I don't care for the wine. Seriously, that's bad. I couldn't simply enjoy a glass of wine that was not what I expected. I was expecting a better Chardonnay or Rosé, but I was so sold on what I expected that I couldn't appreciate the differences.
Again, this is BAD. Next time, no snobbishness!
About Me
- Phantom Seraphim
- Manassas Park, Virginia, United States
- I'm a man of many talents. I'm extremely forgetful, I'm often late, I have a way with people that will make anyone turn green, and I am egotistical beyond normal comprehension.
1 comment:
And yet, you went someplace called "Bistro du Coin" to begin with. :)
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