I was making lemon pudding yesterday, and had just put the puddings in the oven for baking. I immediately cleaned up the mess I had made. I find that if I don’t do it immediately, it won’t happen for a long time. Anyway, I had walked out of the kitchen for a moment and come back, when I noticed some dark stuff all over my clean counter top.
Trying to determine where it had dripped from, I looked up, and there it was:
I’m guessing that the cork had gone bad and that the pressure inside the bottle built up because of the heat from my cooking. Or maybe it was just a coincidence that this happened while I was in the kitchen. I did open the bottle to see what had happened. The cork was crumbly, and the wine smelled terrible. I guess it doesn’t always pay to let wine age.
Huh. Did it smell like vinegar or rotten wine? That is so bizarre. We once had a bottle of hard apple cider explode in the basement – that was exciting with the shards of glass everywhere.
Most importantly, how did the lemon pudding turn out?
The lemon pudding was great. I took it with me to dinner at my friends James and Angie’s house last night. Their son said: “I could eat a thousand bowls of this!” Ha!
Dang. Murphy’s law. Something always happens just after you get done cleaning.
If the cork was crumbly, then that means air got in the bottle causing the wine to go bad. Wahhhh! I mean….Whiiiiiine!
After reading the headline, I’m just relieved this story was about wine and not, say, you yourself. I mean, none of us is getting any younger, you know.
Whew…that was tense…