I’m talking about wine cellars. What did you think I was talking about? 😉
There’s been a lot of chatter on the line this week (if you haven’t seen The Internship then continue thinking I’m a dolt) about an impending global wine shortage. On Monday, Morgan Stanley published a report that basically says the world is running out of wine (just Google Morgan Stanley wine shortage, and you can sift through about 300 articles).
Cue panic. Or . . .
I hated ECON in college. HATED it. But I remember this (the stuff of nightmares):
And just like that my little wine hoarding “problem” looks like a pretty smart solution.
I’ve been accumulating wine for years. You have to be careful when you accumulate wine. You buy a bottle here, six bottles there. And before you know it, you’re one of those people who have more wine than they can ever drink in a lifetime. I hope my kids end up liking wine . . . because it’s going to be their inheritance.
I keep my wine in Harry Potter’s bedroom . . . a cupboard underneath my stairs. When we finished our basement, I had the space finished and insulated separately from the rest of the house. While it’s not a perfect cellar temperature, it’s damn close, and my wine is very happy there.
Well, it was happy there until I outgrew my little wine cupboard. Now my wine also lives underneath the guest bed, and on shelves in our basement storage room. But I know where every single bottle is. Mind like a steel trap, I have.
With all this talk about Winepocalypse (seriously – it has its own hashtag thingy on Twitter), I thought it would be fun to play voyeur for a week and sneak a peek at everyone else’s wine cellar. Are you prepping for the end of the wine world? BTW, I have it on good authority that zombies prefer beer, so we’re good.
Here’s a peek inside my little wine cupboard/cellar:
Tweet me a picture of your wine cellar at @armchairsomm. Or post a picture in the comments if you can figure out how to do that (because I can’t). If I get enough pics, I will gather them and put together a follow-up blog post.
Fair warning: If your wine cellar looks like any of these fancy-schmancy wine cellars, I’m coming to your house for the Winepocalypse. Save me a spot at the tasting table.