For years I've said I don't have a palate.
People can rhapsodize about the fruity flavors of wine, or the tar or oaky hints, and I nod but I'm faking it. I can't taste those things. Sometimes I can smell a hint of a strawberry or the oak. I had some almond champagne recently and I totally smelled almonds in it, but I really didn't get it in the taste.
I used to drink only Beringer's White Zinfandel. Or wine coolers. Then I found I didn't hate white wines.
This blog will be my journey to educate my palate.
My husband is taking wine classes and he's going to teach me a thing or two. Or three.
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