A jug of wine, a loaf of bread – and Thou

Over the years anyone wanting a glass of wine has possibly been put off by the snobbery that goes with it. It’s not just simply a ‘glass of wine’ – there were so many other factors to consider. The nose. The bouquet. The subtle infusions of fruit in the flavour. The colour. Etc etc, or that’s what we have been led to believe as essential in the enjoyment and savouring of wine. Or words to that effect.

Where did all this come from? Well, it has to be France, doesn’t it? The original wine-growers and connoisseurs of the modern age have thrust their standards and the mystique of wine upon the masses. Perhaps it was because only the wealthy and aristocratic were deemed noble enough to partake of the fruit of the vine. There was a divide between the “who coulds” and the “who couldn’ts.” This aura about enjoying wines has continued for centuries. Even to the extent that the more serious establishments serving wine will encourage to a greater or lesser degree the observation of the ritual of the selection, the opening, the serving and eventually, the tasting of the delicious liquid.

BWK glass of red

As a child I remember being treated to a dinner at a restaurant with parents and elder relatives when a splash of wine was tipped into the host’s glass (to taste of course). The first reaction from this newly-scrubbed-and-buttoned eight year old was, “is that all they’re giving you, dad?” The ritual was then briefly explained. The waiter cast a frosty glance in my direction when the question was put, “but what if you don’t like it. Do they bring another one?” Continue reading

What’s in a name? … burger all, it seems!

The management in a Tesco store didn’t find the antics of the pair masquerading as a pantomime horse quite as amusing as the person videoing their antics. The video, that went viral on YouTube, has the cameraman giggling as the ‘horse’ makes its way through the food section calling for its mom. The other shoppers seemed to see the joke – so did the cashiers. Management are so humourless.


The news that prompted this prank was that horse meat was detected in the composition of burgers and other meat products. Tesco cleaned everything off their shelves so that even people who didn’t care about it couldn’t get a burger for love nor money. And there are a huge crowd who really don’t care! One telling post on the social media that caught my attention was the one that stated “if the package had only displayed x-percentage horse meat, it would have been fine.”

The fuss, it seems, is not about the horse meat, but the fact that the ingredients weren’t spelled out. One wonders for how long the horse meat-additive has been going on for, months or (perish the thought) years? One also wonders whether people exercise the same diligence when dining as they do when shopping. Continue reading