When I was in Italy, I spent the day at a gorgeous vineyard in Tuscany. The mansion on the hill that was once owned by the Medici family overlooked hundreds of hundreds of acres of land arranged in the perfect rows of grape vines. Here we had a wine tasting, which is really just a socially acceptable excuse to get drunk in the middle of the day. At the end of it all, I came home with many bottles of wine, but my favorite was the Malenchini Bruzzico Toscana.
Now, for three years I've been saving this bottle of wine, thinking to myself "I'll open it for a special occasion." Well, when special occasions have arisen I have either forgotten about the wine or sheepishly decided to wait for something a little bit more special. Until this week.
This week, I decided that life is too short to save wine. Wine is meant to be enjoyed amongst people you care about, or sometimes people you've just met. Moral of the story, it's meant to be enjoyed. So I popped open my bottle of Bruzzico this week, and enjoyed every sip of it with The Cutest Boy in the World. It reminded me of all the fond memories I have from my time in Florence, but, as I believe was this bottle's purpose in the world, it opened up all the possibilities of the next time I go to Italy.
Wine Tasting at Malenchini.
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