Korean Pinot Noir
One balmy evening, after running my dogs in Patterson Park (Baltimore), I came across a neighbor who was carrying her groceries into her row home. She said hello. I said hello. She commented that I hadn't been around much and I mentioned that I had been working a lot (new job, etc.). She invited me in for a glass of wine. I had my dogs with me, two rambunctious labs and I politely declined. She insisted and wanted me to look at their new kitchen renovation. That piqued my curiosity, as I was planning a kitchen renovation. As I was entering the row home, her husband came home. He obviously had been drinking as he had the glazed over look in his eyes. He eyed me up and down and said, "Are you Korean? I just love Korean women!" I stammered, uh no, my mother is Japanese, my father is American. I'm actually from Indiana. His wife looked horrified and I was really uncomfortable and I thought to myself, check out the kitchen and get the hell out! We entered the kitchen and she said, "would you like some wine?" I politely declined, not wanting to prolong my visit. She insisted, "It's really a lovely pinot noir. Alan and I went to France earlier this year and you're only allowed to bring back a few bottles. It's our last." Pinot Noir? From France? Really? My brain said, no thanks, but my mouth said, oh why not? So, they pour a glass of wine, BIG GLASS, of wine. It really was a very nice pour. I think to myself, gulp it down and get out, as Alan eyed me again,"Are you sure you're not Korean? I was stationed in Korea and I swear you look Korean!" Again, I just didn't know what to say other than, ah yeah, I'm pretty sure. His wife then said, come out back, we just landscaped our back yard and I would love to show you what we did! I reluctantly went out back, my dogs were in the back. As I was trying to gulp down this very large glass of wine, my one lab started humping their tiny maltese dog. I was so uncomfortable but couldn't force myself to gulp, the wine was so good. We controlled the animals and my head was spinning as it was a hot evening, I had just come back from a run and was dehydrated and drinking wine. I just finished my glass of wine (smoky and earthy with hints of berries, amazing!)and was ready to get out as the husband said again, "I really love Korean women, beautiful women, so accommodating, best time of my life when I was stationed in Korea." I was so uncomfortable and uneasy about being there. I stood up, thanked them for the wine and was ready to get the hell out of that freak fest, when wife stood up and said, oh no, don't leave until you help us finish this bottle. Would you like another glass? I was horrified and I was not about to say yes as my brain was screaming at me to leave. Of course, of course, I held up my hand to stop her from pouring, but my. mouth. said. "Absolutely!"