One-Sentence Story: The Tasting
This 1995 Pinot Noir from the Heart’s Leap winery in California’s Napa valley is a pinot for the ages, with layers of complexity, tremendous fruit and great depth, its deep purple color and concentrated, full-bodied, velvety taste reminiscent of an early fall day when the adventurous English woman you had married two years earlier came to visit you—she just happened to be in town, she said, and thought she would come by to thank you again for helping her—a woman you barely knew—to get her green card—well, you were bitter after your divorce, and firmly believed that you would never fall in love again, so why not help out a friend of a friend—its aromas of blackberry, clove, smoke, and vanilla evoking memories of how you took a good second look at her (a tall blond with graceful long limbs and a strong, plain face), poured her a glass of wine, and took her to bed, while its subtle hints of berry, mint, cocoa powder, plum, and toast are redolent of that sudden hopefulness you felt when s…
