For some time now the BoD has been attempting to improve the establishment's already considerable reputation as a house of fine dining. While the fame of the hotel's kitchen and staff have spread far and wide, the BoD feels that it is time that the quality of the cellar began to be remarked upon also, also its time for the annual party. In order to facilitate this marketing plan the BoD has commissioned the following research project:
A wine tasting night of the best (and worst) cask red wines, to be held on the eve of Saturday the 17th of July, beginning at approximately 8:00 p.m.
To facilitate this bold experiment it has been requested that patrons bring along a cask of red wine, feel free to phone or email the directors with your choice of cask, so as to ensure a wide selection. Please RSVP by the 13th July, on gore@vurt.net
The BoD has been inspired in this project by the investigative journalism of Messrs. John Birmingham and Dirk Flinthart who appear to have studied the field of white cask wine extensively. While we recognise their laudable efforts, the BoD believes that such research deserves a follow up study, with the red wines being the focus of attention. We include some examples of Mr. Flinthart's extraordinary insights, taken from Mr. Birmingham's 1997 book 'The Tasmanian Babes Fiasco' :
'Morris of Rutherglen Riesling: Sour and villainously industrial. Cathy was prepared to praise it for its dryness, but when the racking gut cramps overcame her, she changed her mind. Volume-Test Animal claimed he wouldn't even poison a cat with this stuff-so we tried. The cat wouldn't have a bar of it.'
'Stanley Colombard Crouchen: "Whale urine filtered through cinnamon and castor sugar" says another taster as he sways on the stairwell. Why is he swaying? Could it be the vast quantities of wine, or it just the instability of the foundations of this place. Bloody coast houses-they're all built on sand. Don't drink this wine. It will make your house collapse.'