8/29/2009

Hello, My Name is Randy and I'm a Wine Whore

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My name is Randy Watson, I'm 30, and I'm a Wine Whore.

I wasn't always addicted to wine...

Being born in North Miami Beach, Florida isn't exactly the same as being raised amongst the rolling hills garnished by vineyards found in wine country. I grew up thinking I would become a doctor. Didn't happen. I went to the University of Miami with a dream and a heavy course load of science, math, and everything else most people don't enjoy learning, and I came out with a Bachelors in Science (Biology and Chemistry) and a desire to go into business instead of medicine. Mom was so proud!

Isn't it funny how things change so quickly in life?

Instead of going to med school, I painfully worked through my MBA degree. Let me just say that "painful" doesn't quite sum up how much it sucked having to get up, work a full day, take classes at night and then have to start it all over again the next day for almost four years. If I learned anything by this experience, I learned that I no longer wanted to spend time learning in a classroom. Instead of this grind, I wanted to learn about the world firsthand.



Where would anyone looking to satisfy their desire to learn about the world move to but the wonderful city of Tampa, FL. Okay, given the fact that I love wine, maybe this was a bad choice. Oddly enough, after living here for almost 5 years, I think I made a great decision. Life is good. The people I've met are among the best friends I could ever hope to have, I have a solid day job working as a Manager in I.T., and I will have been happily married for two years this coming February. (I have to tell you more about my honeymoon, but I'll save that for another post)

You may be wondering, what does any of this have to do with wine?

The answer: absolutely nothing and everything all at the same time.



My affair with alcohol began with hard liquor. In high school (I know, underage but hey, who didn't drink before they were 21) I would drink the cheapest, crappiest vodka I could get my hands on. Looking back it seems pretty pathetic, but these are amongst some of the my fondest memories. I was young and stupid, really stupid. The thrill of discovery of how alcohol, when enjoyed responsibly of course, can lead to great conversations, fun, and friends made up for the lack of quality. The hangovers, on the other hand, were not so desirable.



In college, my buddies and I would anxiously plan out and await the end of the day because it afforded us the chance to hang out and enjoy a case (or four) of beer. College drinking was very similar to high-school drinking. It wasn't about quality, it was just about having fun. Before college, I never really drank much beer, but these are the years that taught me how to tap a keg, kill a beer funnel in less than 2 seconds, and create a punch concoction in a garbage can that could keep a tailgate going for hours.

Good times!



At some point towards the end of college I was turned on to something I never before had known. It was right in front of me the whole time, I just couldn't see it. It took someone blatantly pointing it out for me to realize what it was. The moment that made it all clear: the first time I enjoyed a first-class bottle of wine, a fine glass of Cognac, and a beautifully bold cigar. Although I couldn't tell you exactly which bottle of wine it was, I could tell you exactly why I enjoyed it. Aside from a nice buzz, it tasted pure Zen.

It was at this point, I sought out perfection. The more I learned, the more I realized how little I really knew. I became addicted to this pursuit, spending much if not all of my free time, researching and learning. Unlike my immature high school days, my palate was thirsty for discovery. It didn't take long before I became sick of scouring the internet and magazines only to find the same mundane information over and over again, I realized that there was only one way I could ever satisfy my addiction. It would be a sinfully dirty adventure that my liver would be sure to regret undertaking. I had no choice but to have an affair with wine.

It was at this point that I became The Wine Whore.





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7 comments:

Shelly said...

Very nice. I'm eager to see where this new adventure takes you and us (your readers). I hope it's a desire on your part to travel in a different direction and NOT pressure to be something other than who you are.

Cheers!

The Wine Whore said...

Thank you! It should be fun... it's a chance to reveal more about myself and why I love wine. Hopefully others will be able to relate and it will help break down some walls in the world of wine.

Cheers!

Dave & Kelli Potter said...

That was great! Have added you to my Google reader. Look forward to seeing more blogs .

The Wine Whore said...

Thank you! :) I really enjoyed writing this post and look forward to many more like it!

Cheers!

tampawinewoman said...

Wow. This feels a lot like a meeting - "Hi. My name is Jodi a/k/a TampaWineWoman and I love wine." No, you don't understand. I L-O-V-E wine! Obsessive crazy stalker kind of Love!

The road to wine enlightment has not always been glamorous. I have done some things that I am not proud of. There was plenty of 2-4-1 house sutter home cab at Bennigans (don't judge me, you know you've done it too).

Now, though its all different. I work in the wine business, ever since I fell in love with wine at a small boutique wine franchise store. Since then, I can't get enough . . . read everything, taste everything, talk to everyone . . . I even went to Sommelier school. I try to pass on that A-HA moment to as many people as possible. Communicating with someone who also loves wine is like finding a long lost friend.

I hope that I won't wake up one day and have fallen out of love with wine, but right now, I just can't see that happening. I am in love and wine is giving me everything that it promised it would - life is wonderful.

The Wine Whore said...

Hello tampawinewoman!

I can't see myself falling out of love with wine either... there is too much I enjoy about drinking it, sharing it with friends, and making new friends and discoveries.

Looking forward to sharing another drink and great conversation soon!

Cheers!

Best Wine for Beginners said...

I am so happy I found your blog! I was getting annoyed with all the snooty wine types out there. I don't think drinking wine means it's necessary to be a pretentious ass.

I started my own blog to learn about wine on my own terms. I'm glad to see I'm not the only one out there who defies the mold!

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