How To Eat a Poem
by Eve Merriam
Don't be polite.
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.
You do not need a knife or fork or spoon
or plate or napkin or tablecloth.
For there is no core
to throw away.
I love this poem. Eve Merriam is trying to say that you do not need to be prim and proper when enjoying a poem. I believe the same is true when we want to enjoy wine. You should not have to worry if you are using the proper glass or if you served the right kind of cheese and crakers with your glass. If you want to have a glass of chardonnay with your cheeseburger, then have it. I promise there are no Wine Police out there that will come to give you a warning. Go to http://hellogiggles.com/wine-time to see my point.
Enjoy wine for how it makes you feel. Not because someone told you what they caught on the nose or how balanced it may be or how long of a finish it had. The best person to tell you what you like, is YOU. One particular wine is my favorite because I first had it during a wonderful Valentine's Day dinner. Since then, everytime I have a glass, I am reminded of that great day years ago.