19 July 2009

Crystal clear

If I had needed proof of my blog being read, my post a while ago about relaxing with a bottle of beer would have provided it. Several friends expressed their concern about erratic changes in my behaviour: Had I suddenly become a beer drinker? Had uncivilized America already eradicated my preference for sophisticated things such as wine? Whassup?

Not to worry, my dear friends. Don't forget that this is Québec, where things are done à la française and food is habitually accompanied by a good glass of wine. Which brings us to the cause for my short flirt with hops & malt: I simply did not own any wine glasses yet - something I corrected this weekend.

I had previously spotted a household goods store advertising a vente de faillite, and decided to check it out. Indeed there was a section where lots and lots of glassware cartons were piled up. A closer look was revealing though: Given their penchant for gigantic wine goblets, the Québecois seem to be much more like their neighbors south of the border than they care to admit. These "oversized" receptacles were admittedly cheap, but they would have been appropriate for the knights of the round table, at best. Clearly, I wanted something smaller and more subtile.

The young shop assistant was very happy to show me to a different section, where to my relief the selection looked much nicer. However, it reminded me a bit of what my Italian teacher in high school had once poignantly labled "the lingerie paradox": The less material you buy, the more you pay. Thank god it was still a closing down sale. The shop assistant kindly tried to explain the various glasses and brands available to me, but I felt sorry for her. Try pronouncing words like "Schott Zwiesel" or "Spiegelau" as a francophone! Instead, I happily perused the labels on the boxes, ranging from tell-tale ones such as "Rotweinkelch extragr. Nordamerika" to more appealing ones such as "Sherryglas hochstiel. fino", and made my pick. On my way home, credit card receipt in hand, I started wondering about whom exactly the faillite part on the sales posters referred to... ;-)

But 'tis done now, and today I stopped by the SAQ Sélection store around the corner (conveniently open on Sundays too, for that late afternoon buzz) and shopped for a first few bottles. And now, as soon as I click on the "publish" button below this post, I'll go and uncork the first bottle. Santé!

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