We all know the feeling.
The friend, the food, the teacher, the team, the party, the wine.
We just cannot believe the “whatever” we love is not mutually shared by our family, best friend, neighbor, confidante.
Of course, our first reaction is what’s wrong with them?
And, then of course, our insecurities get the best of us, and we start thinking/believing what’s wrong with me?
There’s this wine I love, Le Tel Quel, made by Thierry Puzelat in the Loire Valley.
It’s funky and different and completely “not popular.”
I absolutely adore it.
Spoken to wine geeks and sommeliers alike, some love it, some don’t.
Most people don’t.
“What’s it like?” they ask.
“Bring on da funk,” I answer.
Does it hurt my feelings when they try a sip and act their best not to look offended?
My prayer immediately is “Please God, do not let me judge.”
Here’s the dealio:
Everyone on this earth does not like the same thing.
That fact, in itself, is a huge blessing.
Bring on da funk.
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on.
It may be different, and you may not like it, but let me tell you something, that doesn’t mean it’s bad.
In case you were wondering, I’m not talking about wine exclusively.
Or explosively, Great Aunt Cynthia.
Wine makes you think.
Not just about wine, but about everything.