A few weeks ago we were invited to a dinner party at a friend’s house, so we decided to go to the liquor store and pick up some dessert wine. We looked around and saw many different kinds of ice wine, so I asked one of the sales lady for some more information on which one is better. She was very nice and introduced us to another sales who was the “wine guru” of the store. He took us up front and showed us different kinds from around Nova Scotia and Ontario. Just out of curiosity, David asked if they carried any ice wine from BC, the sales thought for a moment and said no, they don’t have any. I was about to say what a pity, since BC produces one of the most finest ice wines, when he suddenly said, we don’t carry any because BC doesn’t produce ice wines.
I looked over at David and saw that he was also trying to contain his shock and confusion. I didn’t know if I should say something or not, but the sales kept on going and told us that BC doesn’t get cold enough to produce ice wine, and that grapes need to freeze overnight for at least eight days straight in order to make it. He was so stern and serious that for a brief moment I thought I had hallucinated about our trip to Okanagan’s Mission Hill Winery, and that bottle of Vidal ice wine in our cupboards at home wasn’t real. I don’t know if he has ever visited BC or even read up on ice wine, but if he’s the most knowledgeable person in the store on wine, then that’s pretty sad. We ended up picking up a bottle of Vidal produced locally from GrandPre and left utterly speechless.
Ignorance may be bliss, but it’s also like a pair of blindfolds covering your eyes. It’s perfectly fine to admit that you don’t know something and keep an open mind to seek out the facts and truths, but it’s really disheartening when we close ourselves up to accept only what we already know, and that what we know is enough.
Life is sweeter when we open up our hearts and minds, here’s cheers to that.