Can drinking alcohol be a hobby? I wonder if it's possible and for sure to some it is true. People have all kinds of hobbies and bottling your wine, tasting it is one of them. Wine can be made out of all types of fruits and good liquid stores sell everything you need to start yourself. With those big belly bottles, a manual is given and it all looks so easy, too easy.
Some are good at it but although I can make tea, cook, and bake I cannot make my wine. At least not something I would like to drink. People gave me the bottles they made and only one I still remember and I tried to make it myself. To be honest that present was a good wine, good and made simply.
Those people were lucky and had plenty of grapes. They simply put them in a barrel outside and pressed them into pieces. Believe it or not, there was no high temperature, no steady temperature, nothing special was added to make it taste better. The grapes were in a barrel and that barrel was outside and it was autumn, next winter, and that wine... It wasn't clear, no fine sieve or special techniques were used. The color was great and the taste even better. He didn't drink, she a glass at times so the wine was mainly made to avoid wasting the grapes. They reused old bottles and caps which worked fine, who knows even better than all the expensive items the liquid shop sold me. I read the manual a thousand times, tried, and kept trying until I concluded for some reason it didn't work. My wine sucked. Not even an alcoholic would like it, at least that was my guess. I gave up on it because it was a waste of good fruit, money, time, and no fun.
I never lived the life of a student. I could not make my wine and drink, exchange and drink, one bottle after the next. The fun of making your wine is tasting it. Tasting and getting drunk, talking nonsense, and waking up with a head that feels as if someone used a sledgehammer on it. I thought later I would have my fun. Some fun in some way. I could sit under a tree with a bottle of wine, read, take a sip, and slowly turn into a clochard (drunk). I wouldn't harm anyone just sits there till my children leave school and we happily leave, singing out loud, together. Me and my empty bottle - I dump it somewhere - and my children. Instead, I deal with the effects of the alcohol someone else drank and have to find a way to live with it. I can not lift a bottle, open a bottle, sit in the sun. If I take a sip I feel how it snaps in my head and my headaches take at least 6 weeks.
The memories and effects of alcohol are all I have. Effects I didn't bring upon me. I never had the fun of drinking, celebrating, never been drunk, or woke up at a place I couldn't remember how I got there in the first place.
I guess it's good to have a hobby but it's not good if others have to deal with the effects for the rest of their lives, pay with their health, or need to pay for you being sick.
I like wine, specially the ones we made in the lab but i guess it wasn't for everyone indeed. I missed making my own wine though but i wasn't allowed at home