John Wine Snob says:
I should have had a beer. I must be nuts. I know better, but I had a powerful hankerin’ for chili so I stopped off in one of my neighborhood eateries and ordered a bowl of their hot stuff. Then I did something stupid. I ordered a Three Ridge Valley Zinfandel. I was really starting to dig the wine. Good stuff. Wonderful aroma with a slight smell of pleasant sweat, and the waitress in a haz mat suit brought over the chili. Do you know what chili does to a $20 Zinfandel? I sat broken hearted and went home for a nap.