It shouldn’t make me happy that a bottle leaked in my delivery today, but I do like a mystery. Feeling the soggy cardboard, I expected to find a broken bottle, but found that all the bottles were intact. There was no sign of damage, not even to the foil on the sparkling tops, yet one of them leaked. I am going to blame the weather and call the winery tomorrow to see how they might be able to help. I’m grateful that of all the bottles, the one that sprung a leak was the cheapest bottle in the box.
By Amie Brûlée
Amie Brûlée is a musician, performer, teacher and researcher. She sings, plays piano, double bass and ukulele, unearths old songs and writes new ones. Amie also has a PhD in wine and anthropology and adores teaching wine tasting, gastronomy and song-writing. Amie lives in central Victoria with a house full of instruments, a head full of songs and a cellar full of wine.View all of Amie Brûlée's posts.