I used to think wine from a box was juvenile. Wine, to me, is the epitome of class. Refined, elegant, cultured. Drinking wine makes me feel classy. And class comes in glass -- not cardboard and plastic.
But pro-boxers explain that the plastic bag in boxed wine, which holds all the liquid, is usually sealed airtight (unlike those classy bottles, where wine quality dwindles from oxygenation after a few days).
Well, I suppose that makes sense. Especially for lightweights like me who can't finish a bottle in just a few days; and what a terrible waste that is! Oh, I get such a guilt trip with every wasted ounce of wine I have to throw away because I couldn't finish it just one day earlier. Is it not better to sacrifice your vision of class? To swallow that lump of pride and reduce your wasteful ways?
Or is that compromise even necessary? Can boxed wine be... classy?
A post by Al Dente unveils the pinzon wine stand.
Genius. Brilliant. Everything in the world is right again. I can decorate my once-trashy wine box with rustic curled iron shaped in an "elegant scroll motif." I can serve guests Merlot from a plastic spout, relishing in the fact that it is raised 2 1/2 inches off the kitchen counter by a stand that "adds distinction to any boxed wine." I will sleep in peace at night knowing that I have retained my classy standards AND saved countless quarter-filled bottles of wine from losing their lives to the mean mix of oxygenation and low-alcohol tolerance. There is a solution. There is hope.
Thank. Goodness.
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