saturday night, i went to the poet diane wakoski's home in east lansing for a workshop/dinner/night of poetry, wine, and friends. we began having these night's with out group, the alchemists, probably about five years ago. shortly after i became pregnant, things fell off for a time, but we are now back in full force with the new alchemists. (more on the poetry later.)
and what an evening! diane had as always a bountiful supply of wine; since learning, per Saturday Night Live, that merlot was "the cheap whore of red wines" (!) i've been a little leery of drinking it. only because i don't want to appear uneducated in the matters of "finer things", i suppose.(yes, i know, i know.) anyhow, when we arrived (jen and i, our standard twenty minutes late) diane has already opened a pinot noir (i believe it was louis jardot) and the aforementioned 7 deadly zins.
i'm a fan of the pinot noir, in part because maggie brought a great bottle with her when she and ben visited last year in buffalo; in part because it's one of the tropes of the movie sideways; and also based on recommendations from other friends and family. however, on diane's recommendation, i tried the zinfandel, and absolutely loved it! i insist the next time you buy a bottle of wine, you pick it up. we also had a second zin that evening, earth zin and fire. again, delicious. if only for the clever play on words and 70s funk icons, try either or both.
a side note: these are of the "real" zinfandel variety, the red wine less popular than its cheaper cousin (from alabama), white zinfandel.
should you choose to pick up either wine, have a glass while reading diane wakoski's collection the butcher's apron, in which each poem celebrates and invokes food and drink.
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