![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Conversation at Trader Joe's
Dec. 23rd, 2005 05:03 pmSo there I am at Trader Joe's, where the gal at the checkout counter scans my bottle of Niebaum-Coppola pinot noir.
"Wow," she exclaims, "Someone's buying wine from us and it's not Two Buck Chuck!"
"That's because Two Buck Chuck sucks," I reply. The woman in front of me had purchased 10 bottles of that swill.
"Why don't you like it?" asks the gentleman behind me, who's probably 20 years my senior. "I thought that it's supposed to be good."
"It was good." Now I have an audience. "For that first year, Charles Shaw was lucky enough to get their hands on a really good batch of grapes for a super-low price, so it was great while supplies lasted. Now the only way they can continue to make the stuff at the same price is to buy crap grapes, and it tastes like crap. Have a nice day!"
My Coppola pinot now sits in my wine rack, waiting for the proper occasion. Egadz, I'm such a wine snob.
"Wow," she exclaims, "Someone's buying wine from us and it's not Two Buck Chuck!"
"That's because Two Buck Chuck sucks," I reply. The woman in front of me had purchased 10 bottles of that swill.
"Why don't you like it?" asks the gentleman behind me, who's probably 20 years my senior. "I thought that it's supposed to be good."
"It was good." Now I have an audience. "For that first year, Charles Shaw was lucky enough to get their hands on a really good batch of grapes for a super-low price, so it was great while supplies lasted. Now the only way they can continue to make the stuff at the same price is to buy crap grapes, and it tastes like crap. Have a nice day!"
My Coppola pinot now sits in my wine rack, waiting for the proper occasion. Egadz, I'm such a wine snob.
