The salsa has been sitting on the kitchen counter, marinating in its own juices for almost two hours now. It was supposed to be consumed as part of dinner tonight, but it's 7:30 and H is still at work. I'm doing my best not to take another tortilla chip to the bowl and finish it all. Fresh salsa, heavy with lime and garlic is my weakness. Combine it with the crunch of a salty chip and I'm powerless. Must stay away.
On most other nights, I wouldn't be so restrained. I'd make myself dinner and leave her half for when she finally got home, but tonight we're having our special wine: 2008 Les Coteaux from Mas Belles Eaux. It's not particularly expensive nor the most impressive of wines, but it's our anniversary wine and tomorrow, we're celebrating eight years together.
Two years ago, I purchased a six-pack of the Languedoc wine for her anniversary gift. The idea: drink a bottle on our anniversary every year until we run out of it. It's a yearly tradition now. It's a time to reflect, like a good bottle of wine asks you to and an opportunity to taste how it matures over the years. These are the official intentions but the truth is, we aren't wine people in that we can detect the nuances between one vintage and another, not yet anyway. We are wine people who put wines into two categories: wines we like and wines we don't like. This is a wine we like and every year we open it, H takes her first sip and proclaims, almost like she's surprised, "I do like this wine!"
Tonight we will drink our third bottle. If I were a more organized partner, I would have prepared a more thoughtful pairing: a well-marbled steak or buttery herb roasted chicken. We have some more of that goat gouda and olives, but the main feature tonight (aside from the wine) will be a tray of homemade nachos served with my homemade salsa, Mad Mexican guacamole and spiced beans I made last night. We have a taste for the finer things in life, but those who know us know we're not fancy. We're the the kind of people who celebrate with a $25 bottle of wine, homemade nachos and leftover cheese and that's just fine with me. When you have good food, wine and your best friend/partner, you have happy times.