Friday Funny…

Whereas I pretty much grew up watching Saturday Night Live (SNL), I can’t say that I remember watching this particular episode.  It’s one with Jannette Jackson, Jimmy Fallon and a bunch of other people as they pay homage to a particular portion of the wine making process.  I got such a kick out of it that I had to share it with you.  Enjoy!

You look like a good cork soaker….

 

I’m walking to the nearest winery.

So on occasion, and I use that term loosely, I go to the gym.  I know I should go more often, and I’m working on it, but fortunately for me, that’s not the reason for my post.  (See how cleverly I can get out of it?)  Anyways, my gym membership is to a local all woman’s fitness center who has come up with a unique way to motivate their members to work out by issuing challenges.  This month’s challenge is to walk 75 miles on the treadmill, essentially the distance from the gym to Santa Barbara.  Every member who completes the 75 miles will be entered into a drawing for a night out on the town, complete with limousine and dinner at one of Santa Barbara’s hot spots.

Here it is, day 12 of the month, and I join the challenge.  Corey, the gym’s only consistent piece of eye candy – and all around great guy – explained the challenge to me.  I told him that the reality of me making it to Santa Barbara was that it wasn’t going to happen, but that I would go ahead and track mileage.  Yesterday I completed a whopping 1.3 miles, and at this rate, I’d be happy to make it onto the 5 freeway.   Corey encourage me to shoot for Filmore, which is much closer, albeit not really a “destination” location.

So here’s the compromise, I’ll just walk to the closest winery! :)  Giessinger Winery happens to be 23.2 miles away, and is located in Fillmore.  If I complete the challenge, then I will treat myself to a tasting there — Lord, I hope their wine is worth it.  And, if I don’t complete my challenge, well then I may just go there anyways.  Who wants to come with me?

I MISS WINE!

Ok, so I don’t miss the actual beverage itself per say.  What I miss is The Loose Goose.  I miss waking up and going to work with my friends and with my wines.  I enjoyed my job. I didn’t even mind working on Saturdays!  I have, on many occasions, been accused of “bleeding Loose Goose”, because I proudly wore my  Loose Goose shirts every day. Because I was always willing to come in when asked.  Because I didn’t consider The Loose Goose a job, but part of my family.  My friends enjoyed the fact that I was part of The Flock.  They were often consulted when I needed a second opinion on a new wine.  They looked, they tasted, they shared their thoughts with me.  Fortunately, they still do.

I miss my classes.  The week leading up to the class, I would spend hours researching the topics.  I would think of the wines that we had in the Cellar, carefully selecting the wines that I felt best complimented the topics.  I would work on the “hand-outs”, which I managed to condense to a one page take home each week. I realized after the first week that I would go through A LOT of paper if I didn’t come up with a creative way to disperse the information.  Before each class, I would deliver the content to the only audience I had at that time — the wine bottles themselves.  Hearing no questions :) , I felt ready.  Thank you to Jason and Donna for coming to every class and challenging me to bring you something new every night.  Thank you Peter, for giving me the opportunity to explore and share my passion even further.

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I am now interviewing.  The jobs are not nearly as fascinating.  I wonder how I’ll feel when I wake up in the morning to get ready for my “new” job.  Will I have that passion for the product or the service we to offer, or even for the the company I’m working for?  During both interviews, I was asked how I felt about my last employ.  I tell them, with pride that I am saddened that The Loose Goose has closed its doors.  They ask “why?”.  At that point, my heart breaks a little and I tell them that I truly LOVED my “job”.

The power of Wine

Wine: 
Fermented grape juice + Romance

My Abuelo (grandfather) was an avid wine drinker… so much so that my Abuela (grandmother) would fill the carafe with 1/2 water, 1/2 wine. I don’t know if my Abuelo knew that my Abuela did this. But if he did, he’d probably appreciate the fact that she had learned how to turn water into wine, just for him.

I was introduced to the beauty of wine when I found myself surrounded by thousands of bottles at work. The shape of the bottles differed, their weight differed, their colors, their aroma, their taste, their little nuisances, their history – once I thought about it all, I was hooked. Here I was presented with something that I grew up with, and yet I realized that it was so much more. Each wine has a process and a purpose. A life story. It has the ability to set the tone for an evening, or to take on the characteristics of it. All this power from a tiny little grape and a person with the passion to create magic with it — to turn it into this elixir that has the ability to create memories, or evoke them.

For me, a bottle of wine presents an opportunity of discovery, of self-evaluation. A moment to stop and smell the “roses” – or in my case, the “fruit”. A moment of silence. A moment to live in the present and savor it.

I don’t know why exactly my Abuelo drank wine — whether it was to experience or to escape; But I do know that my Abuelo expressed an appreciation for that tiny little fruit that provided him the serenity to sit at the dinner table for hours with a smile on his face as he watched his grandchildren grow up.

So yesterday I started…

to count points again.  The question is do I really care about how many Weight Watchers points are in a taste of wine? Not really, but for the sake of giggles, let’s figure it out.

If a glass of wine has 2 points on average, and a serving is 5 oz (yes this is an actual glass of wine serving, not 4 oz, not 8 oz, but 5 oz), then that breaks down to 0.4 points per ounce, right?  A taste can very from 1/2 oz to 1 oz on average, so you’re looking at 0.2 – 0.4 points per taste.  Assuming the WW conservative 1 oz taste, then we’re looking at 5 tastes before you hit the 2 point mark (1 serving).   However, if you’re considering the Wineries’ conservative 1/2 oz pour, then you get 10 tastes before you hit those 2 points.

I can live with that — for now :)