The other night my wife and me were sitting down in our living room enjoying a glass of wine. I was sat next to our big basket of old corks. Many of the wine people I know have these. I always think, maybe I’ll use them for a photograph, maybe we can make something out of them, a chair, a sofa a cork floor or maybe I’ll just use them to light a fire in Winter. Nothing ever happens with them.
Suddenly I felt my hand idly grabbing the corks and bringing them up to my face to see what wines they had once plugged. My wife asked to see some as well. The next thing we knew was we were connecting with some of them. We would say “Hey remember this one, the night we had that meal with such and such” Or “hey this was the one we had on holiday 5 years ago” The memories came flooding back. We spent a good 2 hours rifling through the corks and began our second bottle.
The talk was not about the wine’s taste, smell or texture, it was all about the memories surrounding the occasion that we had consumed the wine. Friends, places, meals, family members good times bad times etc. Not all the corks could we remember the occasion, but every few minutes we would find one that shouted out to us “Hey I’m the ONE from THAT time”
It turned into a really special evening. Different from the family photo album and a really enjoyable time drinking and chatting.
Here are a few of the wine corks that are special to us