Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Sean Minor - Carneros 2009 Pinot Noir

My post is tardy again, for which I apologize. My fellow editor at the Confabulator Cafe has been out sick, so I've been working double shifts. On top of my own illness, and a nasty migraine that put me out of commission Saturday (the day I had planned to write this blog), I've barely been keeping my head above water.

You don't even want to know the state of my apartment.

As soon as this respiratory plague is over, I am going to drink an entire bottle of wine in one sitting. By myself. I need it.

Anyway. To tide you over for now, I'd like to talk briefly about the bottle of 2009 Sean Minor that I drank not too long ago. Briefly because I don't remember the actual wine, however I did drink the entire bottle. My guess is while it was good, it was nothing to write home about.

Or a blog about?

But the night I bought it: that's where the story is.

When I go into Cork and Barrel and wander around, the staff there is always really good about making sure I'm finding what I'm looking for. There is this particular clerk who I just love. She's this tiny, semi-goth looking girl whom I find incredibly cute and always very helpful. A few summers ago I got into trying new beer, and she always gave me good recommendations for good brews.

So this particular night, not long after I had decided I wanted to start drinking red wine, I was wandering through the wine shelves, completely lost, as you might imagine. She bobs up to ask if I need help, and I asked her what her favorite Pinot Noir was. I had had enough of a wine education to know that I wanted to try a Pinot Noir (the night of my wine education is a whole other post - maybe I'll tell that story next week).

She took me down the Pinot Noir isle (I didn't even notice til months later that there are actually signs above the isles for each liquor type, although it comes in very handy now) and pointed out a fairly inexpensive bottle of Sean Minor. She said it was a good wine for the price, so I took her word for it.

As she was ringing me up at the register, I started telling her about how I was just starting to get into wine, and how I had been reading about their wines of the month on their website. She asked if I was a member of their VIP wine club. No, I was not. So she got me signed up.

The benefits for the VIP club are minimal, but I like that I get to pull out my little silver card whenever I buy wine, and that I get their wine of the week recommendation. Maybe someday I will buy enough wine to take advantage of the discount.