The Great Plotnik

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Scrotch Plixcko Uh Oh



This gorgeous photo of The Great Ducknik at Thanksgiving, holding a wine glass, reminds The Great Plotnik that December is always a Wine Month. In two weeks they head up to Amador County to pick up their 3-bottle Il Gioiello Wine Club installment and also their yearly case of Frivolo from the Vino Noceto Frivolo Fanatic Club.

The Great LittleBear asked the Plotniks to bring down a bottle of Frivolo for Thanksgiving. It wasn't as easy as you'd think, because you can't take wine on a plane anymore because a terrorist might shake the bottle and point the cork at a flight attendant. So she wrapped it in a million layers of environment-destroying material and it arrived safely at Shmurbank Airport.



What a beautiful color that wine has. You can see GLB enjoyed it.



While Plot and Duck, along with The Great Zinfandini and Mrs. Zinfandi, are tooling around Amador they'll probably stop at Stonehouse and taste some more of that excellent chardonnay, which is saying something since neither Plot nor Duck like chardonnay, but this wine is special. Or, at least, it was, the last time they tasted it several years ago, which is all you can ever say about a vintage.

Tasting wine is like making a comment on someone's blog. You never know what might come out of the bottle.

Plot discovered something the other day about salt and wine, and you can make the same discovery. Find yourself some very salty, roasted almonds (Plot had bought some jalapeno-flavored almonds at the Farmer's Market). Put them in a dish on the table and have a sip of a strong red wine -- a cabernet or a zinfandel or a sangiovese. Then eat one of those almonds and immediately have another drink of the same wine.

You see? Everything changes. You didn't know how great that wine was until you ate the salty almond right before you tasted it, did you?

Plot's gonna try this trick with a $2 bottle of Homeboy Red and see what happens.

He's going to be a little more careful commenting on blogs though. Not because of the blog's owner, but because of the comments that are unleashed. Reading comments on other people's blogs is often more interesting than the blog itself.

A SIMILE STRETCH

Commenting on other people's blogs is like drinking a bottle of Homeboy Red right before you head out on the highway on the Fourth of July in a car with one headlight missing and fifteen Albanians in the trunk. You're gonna get stopped. Scrotch Plixcko Uh Oh.

(In Albanian, "Scrotch Plixcko Uh Oh" means "Hoo boy, we're in trouble now!")

BACK TO LIVE ACTION

Everybody loves Frivolo. Plot and Duck happened upon this wine when it was still a baby, luscious two-day old grape juice in the barrel. It takes a few months to ferment into a still slightly sweet white wine that tastes like Grape Paradise. They receive a dozen bottles every December and everyone in the family loves it.

This is Plotnik's family, y'all! Plotnik's family agrees about nothing! Except Frivolo.

Scrotch Plixcko Uh Oh.

5 Comments:

At 10:34 AM, Blogger Brother Two Names said...

It was an excellent wine.

 
At 11:12 AM, Blogger notthatlucas said...

You caused trouble by leaving a comment? You can't let that stop you (unless your comment something derogatory on a Giants blog, although as you say, those just make the blog more lively).

 
At 11:18 AM, Anonymous cousin mrs. two said...

Does this explain the lack of comments on the blog?

Also, when referencing rabble-rousing it proper to include a link to said drama. tisk-tisk

 
At 9:56 PM, Blogger mary ann said...

I love all comments ~ good and bad. And yes, great photo of the Duck.

 
At 7:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The wine was excellent. Mother Two Names

 

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