That was the last time I penned a blog post.
Who’s to blame? What’s to blame? What were you doing? How Come?
Some important questions that may come from once thing and many things. But for now, I will pin it as this — palate fatigue, palate malaise, palate block, palate disenchantment.
No matter what wine I tasted, except for a few, none of them had that spark. They all kinda seemed to be similar with nothing distinctively different. No matter what region the wine was from — Long Island or Willamette Valley or Mendocino or Loire..it just did not get me going. I needed jumper cables for my dead battery.
However, some things changed with my palate and I plan on sharing those with you over the next few weeks. I worked out those kinks, gave my palate almost a month off and over the last week or so, things started to come around.
Fear not, I am back and Long Island is in my sights.