Newsflash: Moving sucks.
I know you know this, but it’s hard to move things in. Set things up. Get boxes down to a manageable size. Re-wash things. And then, there is the electronics world.
Comcast–land of the automated voice that keeps replaying on a circuit with a fake computer noise that wants you to believe it’s registering your concerns, even when you keep asking for customer service, only to be rerouted to the circuit or led to a representative that said you called the wrong number, “I’ll have to transfer you, but our transfer system is broken. You gotta pen?” Tonight was that night where the automated demons walked the earth to foil all startup tech projects and eat the living for a snack. In a rush of frustration, I threw caution to the wind, threw the directions to the side, and managed to connect a TV, Internet modem and router, sync the TV with the remote, and change passwords without becoming one of the undead. In a word, or few, I rocked the tech (knock on wood a thousand times here).
The Wine: With my new-found skills, and time on hold, I opened a bottle of “Wine by Joe” –a 2010 Pinot Noir from Oregon. Unlike a common plumber’s name, the wine was less than common, but like it’s description, not pretentious. Good, in fact, for a light bodied, light-rubied pinot.
On the nose were earthy, aged cherries, spice of white pepper and a hint of black in the background, a touch of freshly rained on earth mixed with a hint of oak (the edge of the forest, if you will). On the palette, the fruit came through, as did more of the spice as if an unexpected “welcome basket” showed up at your front door. It carries with it a gift in a bottle, as It is extremely well-balanced, medium-low on the tannin and medium-high on the finish length and taste.
Bringing joy down to the simplest denominator, it’s taste is like being on the childhood playground and equally balancing the teeter-totter with your best friend opposite you on a spring day. Cue: rainbows and unicorns, this wine was that for me during a Comcast phone maze contest.
I have to miss the workout in the morning, because, as stated earlier, moving makes you her bitch and you are owned by a force greater than the sum of your zip code. But, I would definitely pick up this bottle the next time I battle Comcast. Or even just because I want a nice, light, enjoyable wine. If you would like to be rerouted to a red, press 1…or ask for Joe.