Tastes and smells that disappeared overnight from my sensory system
In July 2015, my taste and smell systems automatically gave up all forms of alcoholic beverages as soon as they discovered their sudden inability to distinguish between red/white wine and beer. This automatic nullification was a consequence of my accident in the staircase of Gamone. Naive observers imagined that I had been drunk when I fell down the stairs, and that the accident “forced” me to give up drinking. That might sound right… but in fact it’s totally wrong. If I were physiologically capable of appreciating wine and beer, I would have surely been “sorry” to abandon them, and tempted to take a drop from time to time, as when I was bottling my walnut wine last year. In fact, I tried to taste a tiny glass of walnut wine, to see if I had added a sufficient volume of alcohol (part of the familiar recipe for walnut wine)… but I discovered with utter amazement my incapability of detecting the presence of any such substance in my precious walnut nectar… which I promptly gave away to a ...