
As the great and mighty Boyer commanded, I have added a picture of myself in today's posting. I am the interesting looking fellow on the left (the younger looking one on the right is my older brother). I know this is from 2 years ago but as you will find out over the course of my postings, I don't usually take pictures of myself (cause I'm bad at it) so I reuse old ones when I can. (only thing different is my beard is fuller and I wear glasses most of the time). BUT back to wine, you might want to know why it is that I "hate" wine. It probably comes to how I haven't had any real wines that I've liked yet.
I have given wine a few tries over my lifetime. As of the beginning of this semester (before I started tastings and such), I have had the displeasure of having the grapy liquid touch my tongue about 4 times. The first time was with some friends and it was Franzia wine (so you can guess how good that was). It was pretty bad, I then tried a couple sips here and there and all of them seemed to be the same. I once however went to a tasting with my good friend once and there was a "wine" I had that didn't make me want to spit it out. It was double dog dare wine, and it tasted like regular alcoholic grape juice. It didn't taste at all like wine which is why I liked it.
So for you who found my nice blog and want to see what it takes to possibly make this wine hater to like wine over the course of the semester, stay tuned and we shall see if I remain bitter as I am now, or if I grow into hopefully a wine connoisseur.
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