Until recently, I worked every Saturday. This creates a whole host of problems whilst trying to have a life. Oh the number of parties I could not attend or was forced to be horribly late to. It definitely takes a toll on your social life. And your wine-snob development! I couldn’t go to passport or really any other daytime wine events.
However, for the last couple of months, I have been working Sundays instead, and this has opened up a whole new world of wine events! Guglielmo‘s Bottle Your Own Wine day was one that I had wanted to try for a long time but could never make with my previous work schedule. Last weekend, I finally was able to attend.
It was so not worth the wait.
And wait we did. I knew this event was popular, but in my naivety, I did not expect to wait very long. Fifteen minutes, maybe half-an-hour was the most I expected. If I had known I was facing an hour-and-a-half long line, I would never have gone.
Unlike most of their patrons, I was in it for the experience, not the $5 wine. I thought it would be cool to fill my own wine bottle and slap my own label on it, watching as it was corked. The whole wine-making process is highly intriguing to me, and seeing a glimpse of how it all works attracted me to this event.
I never expected the wine to be good. I assumed, correctly I think, that the wine we would be bottling was the leftover remnants of whatever the wine-makers didn’t want to bottle. How else could it be so cheap? And after trying it, I feel I can confirm my original assessment. It’s perfectly fine for $5 wine, and while I admit that reds are not my favorites, especially from this particular winery, I do not think this bottle is worth much more.
That in mind, I was not expecting the mad rush of people that we faced upon entering Guglielmo. The line would have moved pretty swiftly if the majority of patrons had not come bearing cases of empty bottles. Perhaps I was naive, but it never occurred to me that people would show up wanting three cases of this swill, yet most of the people in line bore at least six bottles and often more.
Needless to say, I will not be attending again. Maybe if the wine was better, I’d wait for it, but it’s really not that great, and once was more than enough to take in the experience.
Hopefully, passport day in a couple of weeks will be a better use of my newfound Saturday freedom.