Ta Wine

originally posted November 4, 2006


At the insistence of the Story Teller, I had a cup of ta-wine on his tarsk bit. It was crisp, strong. Wine of that type is prized, I believe, because of the conditions in which the fruit is grown. A successful crop takes a skillful vintner and great patience. The fruit, while delicate during its ripening, provides a rather robust flavor once fermented, aged and finally splashing into the bottom of one's glass. While it was not as mellow as the ka-la-nas of Ar, I found it not unpleasant. I have, in fact, had such wine in the past, and in copious amounts, despite my preference for the vintages closer to the origins of my birth. He has expressed his disdain for the ka-la-nas of Ar, so it was no surprise that he would offer a wine of Cosian vintage to me. Patriotism, of course, plays a part in my preferences, but it is not without informed discernment that I choose what wets my palate. Odd that he should have seemed so miffed at my ambivalence, but ones preferences are what they are.