Well, it not Wednesday. So, cheers. Lets sit down and have a drink, shall we? But first, I promised you a confession.
If you’re reading this, you’ve probably noticed that the name of my blog has the word wine in it. Really, the whole name revolves around a girl and her wine. She Wines Sometimes. You see, it’s a play on words. Sometimes I wine, and sometimes I whine. The clever never ends.
But here’s the thing. If you look at that little box to your right called ‘What I Write About’ you’ll notice that the largest (most written about) things are Dinner, Crock Pot, and Recipes. Which is awesome, because I eat dinner once each day, and I use a recipe to make that dinner. Unless it happens to be takeout. Which is also awesome. And I just finished a kickass crock pot challenge. So that makes sense.
And, in fourth place, is Wine. And that makes me sad. Granted, I eat much more often than I drink wine. But come on y’all, this blog was supposed to be about me and wine. So here’s the confession.
Writing about wine scares me. I’ve had the honor and privilege of “meeting” many other very well educated and very well established wine bloggers. They know wine. And they can speak intelligently about it. And that makes me feel silly. I know food, and can write about it, so I do. It’s a total comfort issue.
I mean, I know it’s a learning curve. I’ve only been drinking wine regularly for about 4 years. And I have so much more to learn. I actually remember the first time I tried wine. And the first time I bought a bottle of wine. One day, when I’m out of things to write, I’ll tell you those stories. But for now, I’m admitting that I don’t feel qualified to be a wine blogger.
But I will be, someday. Because you know what? I can drink wine like
no other a 16 year old girl. And I love it. I know my favorite varietals and their main qualities. And I’m just about finished with a PhD, which means I’m good at research. As for the rest of it, I’m learning. Through tasting, talking, and researching.
And with that, I’ve done something I promised myself that I’d never do. I bought a box of wine.
Blair and I were at Kroger on Saturday perusing the wine aisles. We were looking for something affordable and drinkable. We stumbled upon a row of boxed wine. I can’t honestly tell you which one of us had the idea to stop and look, but we did.
There were 3 brands. Bota Box, Black Box, and Franzia. Because the Black Box wine looked classier, we decided to look further into it. And Blair really wanted a Shiraz. So, we bought a box of Shiraz.
And the wine gods frowned.
But you know what?! Those fools don’t know what they’re missing. Granted, this isn’t the best Shiraz I’ve ever had. Far from it. But with a $20 price tag for 4 bottles of wine packed up in a vacuum sealed box (that is eco friendly and lasts up to 4 weeks), it’s pretty darn good. And really drinkable. So much so that in 4 days, we’ve finished the box. Mmmhhhmmm.
As a review, I’ll say that this Shiraz is lighter and sweeter than I would expect. It smells nice, like berries, and lacks all of the pepper that I get from many different Shiraz…s. I have no idea what the plural of Shiraz is. So, I’m going to call it Syrah for now. Same grape, different name. Syrahs. Still hard to make plural, but it works.
Anyway, to sum up a very long post, I liked this wine. We’ve discussed purchasing more boxes. And getting rid of the stigma that all boxed wine is crap. Because I’m not entirely sure that’s true anymore.
Black Box Shiraz ~$20 🍷🍷🍷
Coming soon: What’s Up With the Box?
See more wine reviews here.
How do you feel about boxed wine?
Do you have any confessions to make?