I was raised in a Muslim family, being told that alcohol was of the devil until I was about 15. Then, I realized that EVERYONE in my family drank behind closed doors with the exception of a few, who actually didn't drink at all. I can't say that I was shocked, it was kind of known I guess. It wasn't even particularly behind closed doors, just not in front of the children, and I guess I was considered a child even though I was grown in my own opinion. However, now, it's a different story, now we all drink, the kids know, but we don't make it taboo. Even my mom will have a glass of wine or a margarita. I'm not so sure what caused the shift, but I don't mind.
My first glass of wine was a flute of Champagne at a wedding in Fort Royal. I, was full hijabi, covered from head to toe, with the exception of my face, my hands and my feet. I don't know, I was feeling rebellious and I was with my sister who drank all the time. I wanted to know the hype, so I had a glass, and another, and maybe 1 or 3 more. I liked it. So much that I later ended up on the dance platform doing the electric slide with no shoes in the company of so many strangers. Unusual behavior for myself at the time. But it was fun, I enjoyed it. I wouldn't have minded another glass ya know. I didn't see so much of the taboo created behind it. However, that perception of alcohol later changed when I got to college. I got drunk for the first time and swore against it for forever after that. That lasted a total of 2 semesters.
Moving on, wine, I didn't think I liked wine until I drank with my older sister. Usually I got something that tasted like rubbing alcohol to me, a little fruity, sometimes just plain ol' tart, but for whatever reason I kept drinking it. My sister drinks red wine and red wine only. After I turned 21 I could finally join the "cool kids club" and drink with my siblings (I'm the baby). So, she gave me a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon, and I was in LOVE! It was sooooooo nice. So then I decided I liked wine, and when I got back to school, I'd buy a bottle or something. I did, and I'm not sure what happened, she must have the magic touch or something because the bottle I got was not at all like what she had.
Whatever, I decided I'd experiment and see what I liked, there had to be something like the one I had before. My friends and I decided to kick up the class a bit and lay off of the liquor, although I'm a growing fan of beer. We buy different wines all the time, some we like, some we don't, but we're trying to figure it out. I am at least, I'm just looking for the ones my sister has. Even if it weren't like the wine from my sister, I at least knew there were nice wines out there, and what a nice wine tasted like. I also liked the idea of being able to talk wine talk at dinner maybe, or to be able to order a nice wine. That's why I'm in this class, because I don't know ANYTHING about wine, except for a few names and Shutter Home or Barefoot, or maybe even Chateau Morissette. Help me. PLEASE! I wanna be fancy.
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