Edge of the Bar

“What am I supposed to be tasting in this?  This is the Zin blend, right?” she asked, after I just told her.

“Yes.  Uh…  hard to say what you ‘should’ taste’.  Maybe some cherry, vanilla, chocolate…” I was just thinking of whatever I could to shut her up, so she’d just throw the wine in her mouth.

She sipped.  “Yeah, yeah.. or no, no actually, there’s no vanilla in this.  I use vanilla all the time in my baking, are you sure there’s vanilla in this mix?”

I didn’t know how to answer.  I just nodded as she was speaking.  And when she stopped I stopped.