Sunday, July 08, 2007

Does This Make Me an Alcoholic?

During my visit to Hilton Head last month, I did a little wine tasting at the Island Winery. I brought back two bottles and one's been chilling since then. About two weeks ago I attempted to open the bottle and for the life of me, the darn cork didn't want to come out and I gave up.

Yesterday I attempted again and started picking away at the cork. I'm not sure what I Googled, but landed on the blog of the Amateur Gourmet. I quickly read through his posts (and didn't read the comments with other suggestions until I was sipping my glass of wine).

I grabbed a butter knife and hammer and proceeded to hammer the cork into the bottle, until the bottle lip broke a bit! Doh! The butter knife was wider than the bottle! I found a thinner knife, washed off the glass and proceeded with hammering the cork in. At this point, I felt it was a conspiracy between the wine bottle and me and I wasn't going to let an inanimate object win!

The cork eventually gave free and like the Amateur Gourmet's experience, a bit of wine splattered about. I filtered the wine through a paper towel and strainer, to make sure there wasn't any glass (didn't find any) and poured the strained rest into a gallon plastic pitcher.

This is just one reason why all wine should come in a box...

3 comments:

theBarefoot said...

The definition of alcoholic would be to have drank directly from the broken rim. I think you're safe.

Beau Phillips said...

That depends, when the wine splattered did you have a glass handy to scoop up the drops, and did you drink the wine straight from the pitcher?

JA Huber said...

Barefoot - Thank goodness! I can loose the number to AA.

Beau - I was tempted to ring the sponge over the pitcher figuring the alcohol would kill anything but...