Abu Dabbling

4pm last Saturday while shopping for picture frames in Ikea: "so do you want to go to that wine-tasting tonight?"

"What time did it start?"

"5pm!"

So we rush back home, get changed (its in a posh hotel), grab a sarnie to line our stomachs and begin to panic as a taxi still hasn't turned up after all of 3 minutes.

We arrive to find it has only just started pay our 100Dhs and then wonder where to start. There are 10 tables with an average of 5 different wines on each - we have to get around them all by 8pm. So we start with New Zealand white - only because it is the closest. Half way around, still just drinking the whites we realise an hour has gone. Drink up, drink up we still have half the whites and all the reds to go!

"Oh, but I quite like this French Bordeaux, but I'm not sure if I prefer it to the New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc, let me just get another to compare"

We start the reds, by this time I'm beginning to wonder why I wore high-heeled boots.

Spain, Australia, Argentina.... they are all beginning to taste the same.

"Yes, I'm drinking a Merlot its dry" says I

"Dry!" says Stephen "more like I've just eaten talcum powder followed by blotting paper"

We get to the Chilean table - can you believe this Cabernet Sauvignon is only 29Dhs a bottle? It's amazingly good for the price.

It's 7.55 and we complete the top three questionnaire. Just time to savour out best three. So with 3 full glasses each (1 white, 2 red - Annette) (2 white, 1 red - Stephen) we spend the last half hour socialising while the tables are cleared away around us.

So what were our favourites you ask? We don't remember, we forgot to bring our booklet with our notes in home. We do remember the Chilean red though and I have bought a bottle so we shall see if my taste buds are good when drunk.