In order to christen our new bar, we held an Australian wine tasting party this evening. The party was also the impetus for actually building the bar. I’d been wanting to have a wine tasting party for months, but Brian kept saying, “wait till I build a bar”, so I waited. And waited. Finally, I picked a date for the party and he got to building the bar.
I was fretting about the guest list all week because some people were definitely not going to make it and others were iffy, but it all worked out in the end. I should probably not waste the energy worrying about such things–I think I need to start doing yoga again so I can clear my mind of such nonsense. We ended up with 10 people (I was shooting for 12, so we’ll call that close enough). We tried three white wines and three reds and amazingly, none of them were the same varietals. In fact, only two bottles were from the same vineyard.
I was worried that I made too much food, but it turns out that wasn’t an issue–hardly any leftovers were to be found. I don’t know if my internal food calculator needs to be recalibrated or if I just invited a bunch of “eaters” to the party, but either way, I’m happy with the results. There’s nothing an Italian woman likes more than no leftovers, by the way.
The funny thing is that I’m not much of a socializer, but I totally love wine tasting parties–whether they are hosted at someone else’s place or at mine. I really love wine and relish the opportunity to try numerous varieties. We got to try six new ones tonight. All were quite good. So, we’ll call it a winner. And, it cemented the fact that I’ll be hosting another one of these in the near future.