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The Wine Convert

It  took only one sip, and I became a wine lover.  The red liquid in my glass had the vocabularies that described fine wines:  bouquet, smoothness, complexity, burst of flavor, etc.  These words, to my amazement, were real, not pretentious or highbrow descriptions, and I experienced all of them in one sip.

Interesting that until just a few days ago wine had little appeal to me.  Maybe because the ones that I had tasted did not bring imagination into their formula.  But this bottle of wine–and I can’t remember the name of it or the Oregon vineyard that produced it except that it had won awards–brought intrigues and pleasure to the palate simultaneously.

“This is art!”  I exclaimed, helping myself to a third glass.

Morty, who brought the wine, was very pleased.

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