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Sometimes a glass of wine is all I need to deliver me from the frazzled circumstances of daily life. Anyone who has experienced rush hour at the Lincoln Tunnel can certainly relate to this.
I want these moments with my glass of wine to be unhurried, relaxed, contemplative. Whenever possible they should be wedded to good food, good friends, and good conversation. They are not to be rushed, manipulated, or controlled.
So it was with some amusement that I read a recent New York Times article by Harold McGee in which he describes a number of devices (some of them exorbitantly expensive) intended to speed up the aeration of wine by means of magnets, metals, and embedded frequencies not to mention other far-fetched methods. According to the Times, these items are marketed to customers who “can’t wait for their wines to taste their best.”
Suspecting that this obsession with speeding things up—controlling the natural order—is a particularly American phenomenon, I remembered a transaction that took place a few years ago in an ancient little wine shop in the Umbrian hillside town of Perugia. The proprietor, a man named Lorenzo, was explaining the attributes of the local wine Sagrantino di Montefalco. Gently holding each bottle as if it were a cloud, he kissed it before handing it to me.
While reading McGee’s article, I could not help but wonder how Lorenzo would react to the suggestion of dipping a $100 copper disc into a glass of his beloved Sagrantino in an effort to induce “the same effect as one year of cellar aging.” No doubt, he would have bristled at the thought.
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