Jazz musician Chuck Mangione played a free concert last night at the Kensico Dam. A group of us met there, with chairs and blankets and picnic food. And wine. The weather was perfect, and it was a perfect evening for rosé. But there was no rosé, alas. No rosé.
There was white, and, hey, someone brought a red! Let’s open the red. Get out the Swiss Army Knife. Cut off the foil. Open the corkscrew and screw it in. Pull. It’s one of those plastic corks. It doesn’t budge. Pull. Pull. Pull. Nothing. Someone else tries, and still nothing. Pull. Finally, something: the corkscrew pulls out of the cork, bringing shreds of the internal material with it.
Someone cruises the crowd, looking for someone with a dual-lever type of corkscrew. We borrow one and try that, but each time, it just pulls out more shredded material. We try sliding a knife blade in around the cork, but it won’t go far enough. The plastic cork is stuck to the glass bottle. It won’t come out.
We open the white wine. Sigh. It’s a screw-top, so it opens easily. But it’s white. Still, it’s wine, and we start the picnic.
Someone else arrives with a portable picnic table and a different kind of corkscrew. It has a longer screw in a different shape. Put that into the cork at an oblique angle, to try to grip some non-shredded portion. Press the lever against the bottle’s rim. Gently, not too much too quickly. Yes, there’s progress! It’s moving a little. It’s loosening. A little more gentle leverage. A little more. It’s open! We have red wine.
Now the picnic can start for real.
And the concert was excellent!