Sunday, June 21, 2015

Maryhill Columbia Valley, Pinot Grigio 2011 $4

I'm horrible at photos. I'm working on it.
Pinot Grigio is my favorite type of wine for a very embarrassing reason that I will probably be stupid enough to reveal in a later blog post. I was planning to do some writing outside so I went to Grocery Outlet and grabbed a bottle of this decent-looking Grigio from Washington State. I selected it because the bottle had a map on it.

I love maps.

Grocery Outlet. Can we talk about that place for a second?

I just moved to the small town of Grass Valley after 22 years in big cities. I lived here when I was a kid, but places change a lot in two decades, and I didn't drink when I was a kid, so I'm still finding the best places to get wine. (Spoiler alert!)

Anyway, Grocery Outlet.

I took my Dad there to shop the other day and figured I'd go inside with him and make sure he behaved himself. I never shopped there in the city-I had the impression it was mostly weird, off-market snacks and juice boxes with cartoon characters no one has ever heard of.

I was right, for the most part.

But then?

Then I discovered something magical. If you managed to get past the fruit snacks and soup cups and end up in the far corner of the store, you stumble into an alcoholic Valhalla of dangerously reasonably-priced wines and an island of the most inexpensive fancy cheeses I've ever experienced, with prices that can only be explained by some sort of witchcraft or corporate conspiracy. HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS?

So, Grocery Outlet. Mind blown. Anyway, the wine.

My first reaction was to its very unexpected sweet, fruity flavor. I'll drink sweet wines, but I prefer to be prepared for it-you know, drink it on purpose. I was thrown off by that, and the fact that I was having difficulty forming any opinion, except that it was mellow, but I could feel my face curling into "A Face", so clearly my face was leaning against it.

I often wander away from my wine glass distracted and then spend 5-10 minutes looking for it about 5 times a night, and tonight was no different. It's really hot and buggy here, so  kept thinking "CRAP. I left my wine outside and now it's gonna be a gnat sandwich and I'm going to have to pick bugs out of it because I'm disgusting and won't waste booze."

All night, outside by the creek, no bugs. The bugs didn't want it.

Turns out, I didn't either. I wandered off without finishing it and had a popsicle instead.

Still, I'm giving it 2 stars because I didn't try very hard to like it, and sometimes these things take commitment, something I was a little short on this time.