Justino's Madeira Verdelho: ten years old.
Not very sweet. Kind of bitter, actually. Maybe I should avoid dry port. Watery and lifeless. Sort of tastes like worms and oak. A clear, wimpy brown. Lemon? Really? Seems weird to taste lemon in it. Harsh. Drinkable, and gets me drunk fast. More medicinal than pleasurable. Tastes red and purple. Mostly yellow. Burns.
This is an angry dwarf, who wants to fight me, but I can't take him seriously. He wants me to fight, but instead I laugh and tell him to sit down and relax. He won't. He really wants to fight me, and it's kind of embarrassing. He grows on you, after a while, but there's always that irritating sense that he's a jerk, even if we are starting to get friendly with each other.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
I Forget What I Drank
I like drinking port, but then I forget what I've tried already. So this is a blog, mostly for me, to remember what I've tried out. I don't drink a lot or often, so this probably will be mostly empty. Oh well.
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