Sniffing out the Subway

Earthy, meaty, opulent, forthcoming aromas, cigar-box and compost, though these may sound to be the bouquet of a rather interesting red blend, in fact they’re just a component of how I would describe just a handful of the more subtle aromas on the New York Subway this last week. Usually I try my best not to smell too much, but of late, things have been running behind schedule with the power-cuts, and thanks to good old Con Edison I can’t help but bask in the dizzying conglomerated aroma of New York’s greater metropolitan populace. And of course, being into wine, one sometimes can’t help but try separate individual smells from the great overpowering whole: which can be a little unfortunate when you’re sitting next to a construction worker and an ER nurse with an off-duty bus-driver standing in front of you. Read the rest of this entry »