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This blog is a record of the wine that I make and drink. Each flavour made and each bottle drunk will appear here. You may come to the conclusion that, on the whole, I should be drinking less.

Sunday, 1 March 2015

Elderberry Wine - Fifth Bottle (B6), 22nd-23rd February 2015

I spent much of Sunday in the kitchen, mostly making Involtini - griddled aubergines stuffed with bulgar wheat, pistachios and feta, covered in a tomato sauce. It gave an otherwise quiet day focus and the meal was superb. A bottle of elderberry was an excellent accompaniment - full of rich, fruity flavours to round off an unremarkable but thoroughly satisfying Sunday.


Thursday, 26 February 2015

Elderflower Wine - Fifth Bottle (A1), 20th-21st February 2015

This bottle did for both Friday and Saturday, which suggests temperance. An argument might be made in that direction for Saturday, but on Friday night I also had two pints at Derek's leaving do, a glass of crab apple and I finished my birthday whisky (which was the wee-est of drams). Therefore, sticking to the elderflower after Music Club on Saturday (where a mezzo singing Brahms was the highlight) was sensible.

Earlier in the day we went to look at a house: a large bungalow north of Street Lane. It was fine, but not "us". Interesting to see other houses, though, and we are early in the search.

Not the bungalow we looked at

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Crab Apple Wine - Tenth Bottle (A1), 19th-20th February 2015

Crab apple wine is so much better than plain apple wine. It is fuller with a more interesting, more apple-y taste.

Claire came home late on Thursday from a lecture about sciency medical things that I don't understand and asked if I had opened a bottle. I hadn't, but took little persuasion. We drank a glass to the tortilla I had made, and then another one to an entirely satisfactory episode of The Great British Comic Relief Bake Off (snappy title). I then returned to bed to plough on with The Minaturist which I am not enjoying. I do not believe in any of the characters and find the whole thing irritating rather than intriguing. Book Group should be fun.


Monday, 23 February 2015

Apple Wine - Third Bottle (2), 15th-18th February 2015

Claire suggested I surprise her by opening something nasty, so I picked this and made her guess the flavour. Other than the verdict of "slightly composty" she drew a blank. Even knowing it is apple wine, it is difficult to discern the apple taste, though I found this bottle entirely unobjectionable.

On Monday I discovered that I am fond of the cats after all, or at least of Stanley. He was ill - lethargic and uninterested in food - even tuna. He is over 15, and I worried that the time had come for the Big Sleep. I will miss him when that moment arrives. But on Tuesday he was back to his irritating yet newly endearing old self.

Stanley

Sunday, 22 February 2015

Rose Petal Wine - Eighth Bottle (B2), 14th February 2015

What other bottle could I have drunk on Valentine's Day? For a day dedicated to lovers and romance, its perfumed flavour was entirely suitable.

We are in York and by happy coincidence, so are Chris, Rachael, Paul and Myles. By the time the bottle was finished, Myles was in bed and Rachael and Paul had left for a rare romantic meal. My baby-sitting duties consisted of drinking more wine than was good for me and going upstairs to check on a sleeping two-year-old about ten minutes before his parents returned.

Not Myles

Saturday, 21 February 2015

Blackberry Wine - Ninth Bottle (A2), 12th-13th February 2015

Claire is enjoying her job again, now the office debacle has resolved itself. Her experiments are going well, she feels appreciated and she comes home enthused. Thursday seemd to be a particularly good day so we opened a bottle of blackberry wine to drink with a root vegetable stew (which sounds like the food of Russian peasants). Claire thought this wine too dry and added sugar, but she has a cold and that might affect her taste buds. I thought it was its usual fruity self.

We finished the bottle on Friday - a night where I came home from work exhausted and failed to perk up. I was in bed by eight thirty - and even for me that is pathetic.

Russian Peasants

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Prune & Parsnip Wine - First Bottle (A3), 8th-11th February 2015

After I had bottled and shared round my rose petal wine, it was decided that I should open another bottle. Prune & Parsnip was an ideal choice - I had spent much of the evening making 2015's batch.

This wine is remarkably consistent: it always has the same dark golden colour and a sweet sherry taste. Both of these are Good Things.

After Sunday, we spent the next three days drinking a little at a time. On Wednesday, we drank the last of the wine after WYSO, where we played Mendelssohn's violin concerto - a glorious piece of music. The soloist came, and he is the same man who played the Beethoven with us in 2013. The Mendelssohn has been on my internal jukebox ever since.

If you want to see how I made this wine, click here

Felix Mendelssohn