After a couple of days of light work outs and conditioning exercises, I was finally cleared by the team doctor to take the field again. Thanks for all of your cards, letters, flowers and general well wishes. With the Thanksgiving holiday upon us, I’m thankful for you, dear blog reader.
At the end of May, 1941, Joe D. was finishing up a series against the Senators, facing down pitcher Steve Sundra and went 1-3 with a single and a run scored.
My first at bat, back after being out for a few games, was pretty much the same.
I opened a 2007 Spanish Garnacha, called Condessa de Sarabella. It continued a string of just under 14% alcohol wines, which I can’t stress enough is (to me) the key to enjoying these every night, low fanfare choices.
I’m not suggesting you don’t want something more powerful to go along with that macadamia nut encrusted rack of lamb, but for easy, lets sip it while we read the kids their bedtime story fare, they can’t be beat.
This wine had a very nice color and a pleasant smell of wood smoke. The fruit was soft and balanced but upon first sip, it felt like it would be bolder but wasn’t.
Still, at $3.99 this is a solid rotation wine.
SINGLE
