Two years ago I was lucky enough to be the UK representative of an Italian Trade Mission to Vin Italy. (Which basically means I went to Verona and tasted hundreds of wines in a short space of time.) There were some good and bad points to this visit.
- I got to visit Verona. (A glorious city with a balcony that some fictional characters once snogged on.)
- I got to taste hundreds of wines.
- I met some wonderful people from all over the world with a common interest – Good Italian Wines.
- I got to taste hundreds of wines. (That one is worth repeating.)
- Not all the wines I tasted were good. (Generally about 1 in 20 were good and about 1 in 100 were great.)
- My teeth, tongue and lips were black from tasting so many red wines.
- I was filmed spitting into a spittoon. (I would have swallowed the wine but it did not fall into the category of good or great… so I spat it out on camera!)
- I had to sit face to face with producers who totally believed in their product and tell them it was nice or interesting, but not quite what I am looking for… (all the time trying not to hurt their feelings or insult their wine even though it was only good enough for Tesco.)