A Body To Match Your Palate’s Desires
I remember, and it wasn’t that long ago, when I could stop working for the day and indulge in a wine I’d been looking forward to. I’d uncork something, pour a glass, perhaps cook, and have another glass, eat, have another glass, then finish off the rest of the bottle with a book or a movie.
I’d easily finish the bottle…by myself…over a period of three or four hours. I’d have something of a buzz, but nothing really impairing.
Those days are over, it seems.
I’m a two glass guy now.
My understanding of the science behind my dilemma, and it is a dilemma, is that as we get older we have a lower body-water content. This keeps the alcohol more concentrated and one becomes inebriated quicker and longer.
I’ve had to adjust my lifestyle simply because I don’t particularly like the feeling of being intoxicated, it slows me down, and it slows my mind down. Perhaps the worst consequence of this natural change in body chemistry is the affect is has on one thing I love with a passion: dinner parties. My circle of friends have in common a love of wine and food. I can’t count the number of dinner parties in which at the end of the night there are two bottles of wine on the table for each person at the dinner. Most of the wine is gone by the end of the night, the table is strewn with more glasses then silverware and plates combined. I’ve always loved the appearance of a table after a dinner party, glasses and bottles reflecting off each other, reflecting the splash of color reflected onto a white (stained) tablecloth. It says party.
Today, my wine glass is filled lower at dinner parties; low enough that I can get to each wine without falling over half way through.
I bring this up to suggest to those of you who are still able to indulge: Do so! Indulge. Indulge with care and Indulge without cars. Know the number of a taxi service and, while you can, enjoy your body’s ability to match your palate’s desires.