Saturday, November 20, 2010

Still my darlings too

We all walked at the watermill.

Mol seems better.  Thanks to HHB for the grass seed suggestion;  I don't think it was that, though.  It's not grass seed time, and  she hasn't been rummaging anyway grassy, more likely something with her mouth I think, but, fingers crossed, it's mending.  Weren't no how anyone was going to get a close look anyway.

Just finishing off a last glass of Gewurztraminer, which went well enough with fresh pineapple, ginger in syrup and coconut ice cream.  Washing up and visitors done and dusted, and so to bed.


Dale said...

You done dusted your visitors? Y'all are a tidy lot, up there Normandy way!

Roderick Robinson said...

Hah! You've unlocked the key and incorporated that most intractable of wines into a relationship with food. "Fresh pineapple, ginger in syrup and coconut ice cream" - why did I never think of that? Come to think of it, how did you? Me, I've tended to drink Gewurz straight, no chaser. Once upon a time you hinted your cellar was good but modest. Now I'm speculating on the average price per bottle, but it's a long-term project. Give me another hint the next time you have a daube.

Glad to hear about Mol.

Avus said...

"fresh pineapple, ginger in syrup and coconut ice cream." You know how to seduce a man, Lucy! (this one at least).
It even seems that you have got BB on a leash. (he who protests that he has no sweet tooth)

herhimnbryn said...

Beautiful Darlings both.

Rock on Mol.

Lucy said...

Thanks chaps.

Dale, oh yes. The visitors are back in the cupboard now until the next time we get them out to play with!

BB - now strictly I think Gewurz is one thing, Traminer another, and Gewurztraminer a hybrid of the two, but I haven't checked, and am in the habit of referring to it as Gewurz too, though my American/German guests raised a quizzical eyebrow at this. I too like it straight as an aperitif, which was what it was, then we switched to beer as we were eating Chinese (Tom, not a beer man, stayed with an Arbois red which he figured went OK with duck), then I reverted to the Gewurz with the pud. It was nice. Quite a good one, I think, 2009 with a Paris 2010 silver medal, probably could have stood to be kept a bit. BTW we finally drank the Savennieres (2001)last weekend with a plaice meuniere (do your own accents and italics if it bothers you...). It had gone very golden and was rich without being sweet at all, getting so that all fruit flavours were pretty much gone, leaving something perhaps more interesting. I take your point about the slight metallic taste, but not in a bad way. Don't get me wrong, we are not true oenophiles; I make no claims to any refinement, as one of Iris Murdoch's characters once said 'Why spoil your palate for cheap wine?'. We are quite capable of drinking Pays d'Oc cab sauv or Cabernet or any other rose d'Anjou out of a winebox (which oddly tastes better than exactly the same wine ever does out of a bottle, we've tried). We usually pay between 5 and 10 euros a bottle, rarely more, except occasionally when Tom has a fancy for a Margaux for something special, or the bottle of real proper Condrieu I've got stashed for my next birthday and which I can't believe I had the nerve to buy. I keep taking it out and looking at it and wondering if I'll now have the nerve to drink it. However, I do read up a bit at the autumn wine sales, mainly looking out for good years and wine fair medals. Again, not usually paying more than 10 euros, if that, but there are sometimes bargains to be had. Sorry not to have a bit more class and chutzpah, or indeed money!

Avus - oh, he's only interested in my wine! Ginger is not an easy thing to come by here, except the fresh, not the sugared. This was some crystallised I put in syrup myself, with a little orange juice and Stones Ginger wine - another rather unsophisticated taste I'm not ashamed to own! And I do love coconut ice cream, I think it's partly the snowy whiteness of it.

HHB - they are lovely, aren't they. She occasionally does a funny movement with her mouth, and she hasn't been able to manage the hard dental chews she has, cried when she tried one but didn't want to give it up, poor love! It seems much better now, though she winces occasionally, and she's brighter. I tend to resist dragging her off to the vet before we have to, as it's more stress and distress for her. Always difficult to judge of course.

Roderick Robinson said...

Thanks for that generously informative response and the picture it evokes. There is so much in it I'd like to comment on but fear monopolising your blog which has a lot to say on so many other subjects that are probably of wider appeal. So I intend circumspection, to arrive privily - in effect to drizzle. Just how I've yet to work out.

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