The Event: The Third Annual Greenville Wine Festival
Wine and food as far as the eye can see. Not exactly a Paleo-friendly place, but we’ll make the most of it.
Whoa! You can hear the screams of hundreds of overworked pancreases from across the street —
Let me just clarify at the outset — I love these kinds of events. Being Paleo-minded doesn’t mean that you’ve got to be an anti-social curmudgeon; far from it. Being Paleo just means that you’ve got to be smart and pick and choose (your poisons) wisely.
The safest thing offered at the massive feed table (a small portion of which is pictured above) was the ubiquitous cheese and raw veggie platter. An old standby, and a Paleo’s saving grace at outings such as this. I did hear that the desserts (and the sweets were legion) were absolutely to die for — the tasters’ emphasis, not mine — though I did find ironic (morbid?) humor in the statement. Now, had there not been wine — and some absolutely fantastic wine at that — in the offering at this shin-dig, I might have opted for a bite here and there of the various desserts with some strong black coffee (as I find the sweet/bitter contrast makes the sweet of each bite go all that much further — hence, fewer sweet bites). However…
Hit me with your best, my man —
Ok, so where exactly does wine and beer — and alcohol in general, for that matter — fit in to the whole Paleo lifestyle? Well, my thumbrule for wine is this: the drier the better. A drier wine means a greater alcohol content and, therefore, a corresponding lower carbohydrate content. Simple as that. And I like keeping things simple, as it keeps my tiny mind from becoming overly cluttered. Here’s a little more information on the subject, if you’re curious. But really, if you enjoy wine, just do what I do — go dry, go moderate and go mingle (you’ll drink less if your yap is otherwise engaged). And by all means, if you’re going to imbibe from time to time, you might as well enjoy it!
If anyone’s curious, here were a couple of new wines that I found at the show that were exceptionally good:
Educated Guess Napa Valley Cabernet Sauvignon (this was my overall favorite)
Paso Creek Zinfandel (remember, friends don’t let friends drink white Zinfandel!)
Silver Oak Cabernet Sauvignon (fantastic, but a little on the expensive side)
Valentin Bianchi Malbec Particular (a close second to the Educated Guess)
And What’s This?
Apparently these good folks rushed to the aid of the many over-burdened pancreases, the wailings of which could be heard emanating from deep within the halls of the convention center. Don’t worry folks, they’re from the (Republican!) government, and they’re here to help.
Seriously though, we walked out of the convention center at the conclusion of the tasting, and right smack-dab into a mini political rally being held in the parking lot. Sadly, though, there were no Libertarians anywhere in sight. I guess I’m the only Libertarian left who hasn’t already slit his wrists this election cycle.
Young Fascists…er, Republicans. Hey, I’m all for ’em — at least they’re engaged and speaking up for what they believe. And with a little time and effort, who knows? Maybe we can eventually bring them into the Libertarian fold.
By the way, I believe that’s a mock Russian AK-47 that our young Sarah-cuda wannabe is holding? I’ll just leave it be at that. this is a philosophical quagmire that could have me babbling on all night.