The Wine Tasting
by Wayne Scheer
Servers carefully arranged slivers of cheese, dollops of berries and crusts of bread at the table where Max and Sofia sat. They added six wine glasses, a full water glass and an empty one.
Max popped a berry in his mouth. Sofia glared.
"No one is eating yet. Can't you wait a few more minutes?"
Looking around the dining room, he saw mostly well-dressed middle-aged people sitting in straight-backed anticipation, as if awaiting the arrival of the Messiah.
Finally, a door from the kitchen opened. Max turned to see a balding man with a short ponytail saunter to the front of the room, shaking hands and kissing cheeks along the way. He praised the wines to be tasted this evening from the Alto Adige region of Northern Italy.
"Get on with it," Max whispered.
After the first bottles were poured, Max watched the man across from him sniff, sip, slosh the liquid from cheek to cheek and spit it out into the empty glass. In a proud voice, loud enough to be heard across the room, he described the "oaky" texture with a hint of pine nut.
"For crying out loud," Max said, tossing back the wine in a single swallow. "But this is good."
In fact, Max liked the wine so much, he whispered something to his wife and excused himself. He walked to the bar, ordered a bottle and a veal chop, and enjoyed himself thoroughly while the others continued sniffing, sipping and spitting.
Friday, July 10, 2009
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18 comments:
Good for Max! I'll bet half the folks there would rather be with him.
I can't recognize anything but sweet or not sweet in wine! I'm with him! ;)
I want to go to my next wine tasting with Max. He rocks.
That Max is my kind of guy!
max smacks ;) lol
Hah. Nice attitude to this guy.
A good wine is worth drinking in large quantities and your character Max definitely knows this. I like your portrayal of him, how you managed to make him different from the crowd in the most effortless of ways. What more can I say? The Unbalanced Life of Max - he knows what he likes, he knows what he wants.
I am glad to see so many stories this time that are putting up our sides of the story.
Max is The Man!
Cheers to pizza, beer and soccer nights. :D
(giggle). Tired of that foofoo attitude, let's get on with the enjoyment!
Love the attitude and cheer in this one!!
wear what others like but eat and drink by your choice:)seems Max follow this rule:)
Max is the Homer Simpson of wine tasting. Love him!!!!
Where did I hear the saying "open the bottle, drink the bottle"? I think it applies to Max. My kinda guy!
Max knows what he likes. :)
Wine tasting is a brilliant marketing scheme. It's not unlike Arm & Hammer's scheme many years ago. Their baking soda could be used to reduce odors, and they actually got people to buy their product and literally pour it down the drain. How awesome is that? Kinda like this wine tasting.
I would expect most people to identify with Max. The snootiness of elitism is always fair game for lampooning, as it should be. People shouldn't be so full of themselves.
Oh you gotta LOVE Max. I have so much time for someone who can smell BS a mile away. Good fun!
I love the descriptions of the connoisseur and his reception - easy to visualize.
Excellently paced. And I like the dichotomy between the public action and the private.
Welcome to The Forties Club!!
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