Yesterday morning it was 4kg of coffee beans. This morning when the doorbell rang I peered out my front door to find three cases of wine. When the apocalypse comes, you’ll find me in the kitchen drinking a delicious liquid or two.
The wine mystery has been solved and resolved. Grant Burge are kindly sending me a replacement bottle for the leaky one, requesting that I send the offender back with its cork. So I opened it and it turns out there’s nothing wrong with the cork, but the neck was cracked – when I twisted the cork the glass came off in a big splinter. There’s nothing happy about yesterday’s flat sparkling, so the contents are destined for sauce.
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.