Sunday, February 10, 2008

Long finish, hand-in-hand, violets

Wine tasters talk about a wine having a long finish, when the flavours endure long after the wine has been spat out or swallowed. The nibble of goat cheese, which I was offered from a stall at the farmers market has a long finish too. I can still taste it on my way down Mount Pleasant and, come to think of it, a day later it is still "finishing" in my mind.

An old couple, he in a green jacket, she in a blue, walk hand in hand through the Grove. They stop and point things out to each other as though they are in the Garden of Eden.

In a wild, neglected front garden, a mass of sweet violets, glimmer among weeds and stones.

4 comments:

Lucas said...

I really like the way the strands of this post interweave:a triad of the sun and earth.

Lucy said...

Lucas is right you know.

I rather like goat's cheese with a Bergerac moelleux. Not sure if this is good epicurean practice, but the finishes combine in one of those alchemical processes whereby the whole is greater than the sum...

Plutarch said...

Sounds good. But acidic dry white wine can be good too. The best meal I have ever had was in a lay-by somewhere in the Loire Valley. Further back we had bought some Sauvignon de Touraine from a wayside cave. The caves were all on the right side of the road. On the left were farms selling chevre. Having acquired some of this, all we needed was to match our purchases with the baguette in the back of the car. The acidity in the cheese perfectly matched the acidity in the wine. The best meal ever.

Lucy said...

In one such lay-by we cooked mushrooms we'd bought from the caves on the camping stove we brought to brew tea on, with butter and baguette. I forget what we drank, rose I think...