D. Zylberberg
David Zylberberg
I did last night in an old mosel riesling. Uncanny smell of ball sweat. Kind of revolting, actually, and ruined what seemed like an otherwise well-preserved bottle of auslese.
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do you ever sniff "ball sweat" in a wine
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Michael Lewis
Michael Lewis
New spoofilation techniques are being developed constantly. Sometimes they are pretty low-tech...
John Roberts
John Roberts
There is a specific yeast strain for that.
Oswaldo Costa
Oswaldo Costa
I am going to report this post to the Facebook authorities.
Chris Coad
Chris Coad
Not yet.
Cheese, now, that's a different story...
Cheese, now, that's a different story...
Jeff Grossman
Jeff Grossman
Must... resist... further... questions....
Ian Fitzsimmons
Ian Fitzsimmons
The horror ... the horror ...
Eden Mylunsch
Eden Mylunsch
Define 'ball sweat", por favor.
Might this be in reference to when one is playing basketball and you're wearing those wife-beater tank tops and running back and forth and your tattoos are so plentiful that maybe they kind of hold the sweat in for a little longer than if you were just pierced and this kinda-like microxed sweat mixes with your aroma hormones and when it does come oozing out, it comes out smelling all funky-like?
Or maybe are you talking about when you're at Academy Awards Oscar Ball and your Dior gown is a little tighter than you remembered it being the last time so you didn't eat all day and your tiara is kinda scrunched on a little lower than usual because your new coiffe wasn't exactly what you'd hoped for anyway and you're hungry as fuck, plus you were wearing some $500,000 sapphire they lent you but now it seems to have gone missing and you think that they'll make you pay for the goddamn thing if you don't return it to them, and besides, it's not like you actually won the Oscar (no matter what what your agent says, tying for second with four other losers is still a bitch), but you're a trouper and you've got to smile and take it like Susan Lucci did for all those years on the Emmy Awards show. And it's not exactly like "flop sweat". Trust me on this one.
From my own personalized specific personal experience, I'm just trying hard to correlate "ball sweat" with "old mosel riesling". I had a 1976 Steinberger Spätlese (granted, a Rheingau Riesling, not a Mosel) and it was kind of caramely and showed a little earth under its pears and petrol, but even if I squinted real hard it wouldn't be anywhere near "ball sweat" as described above. Not even any cheese neither or baby puke stuff going on it either.
-Eden (hmmm...maybe you're talking about thooooose kind of balls? Ewwwww. Do you know this descriptor from personal experience or is like when some critic references "heliotrope" or "Asian spices" in the course of a Poulsard review and everyone just kind of nods their heads and go "yeah, I get what you're talkin' about, mang"?)
Might this be in reference to when one is playing basketball and you're wearing those wife-beater tank tops and running back and forth and your tattoos are so plentiful that maybe they kind of hold the sweat in for a little longer than if you were just pierced and this kinda-like microxed sweat mixes with your aroma hormones and when it does come oozing out, it comes out smelling all funky-like?
Or maybe are you talking about when you're at Academy Awards Oscar Ball and your Dior gown is a little tighter than you remembered it being the last time so you didn't eat all day and your tiara is kinda scrunched on a little lower than usual because your new coiffe wasn't exactly what you'd hoped for anyway and you're hungry as fuck, plus you were wearing some $500,000 sapphire they lent you but now it seems to have gone missing and you think that they'll make you pay for the goddamn thing if you don't return it to them, and besides, it's not like you actually won the Oscar (no matter what what your agent says, tying for second with four other losers is still a bitch), but you're a trouper and you've got to smile and take it like Susan Lucci did for all those years on the Emmy Awards show. And it's not exactly like "flop sweat". Trust me on this one.
From my own personalized specific personal experience, I'm just trying hard to correlate "ball sweat" with "old mosel riesling". I had a 1976 Steinberger Spätlese (granted, a Rheingau Riesling, not a Mosel) and it was kind of caramely and showed a little earth under its pears and petrol, but even if I squinted real hard it wouldn't be anywhere near "ball sweat" as described above. Not even any cheese neither or baby puke stuff going on it either.
-Eden (hmmm...maybe you're talking about thooooose kind of balls? Ewwwww. Do you know this descriptor from personal experience or is like when some critic references "heliotrope" or "Asian spices" in the course of a Poulsard review and everyone just kind of nods their heads and go "yeah, I get what you're talkin' about, mang"?)
kirk wallace
kirk wallace
originally posted by Eden Mylunsch:
Define 'ball sweat", por favor.
Might this be in reference to when one is playing basketball and you're wearing those wife-beater tank tops and running back and forth and your tattoos are so plentiful that maybe they kind of hold the sweat in for a little longer than if you were just pierced and this kinda-like microxed sweat mixes with your aroma hormones and when it does come oozing out, it comes out smelling all funky-like?
Or maybe are you talking about when you're at Academy Awards Oscar Ball and your Dior gown is a little tighter than you remembered it being the last time so you didn't eat all day and your tiara is kinda scrunched on a little lower than usual because your new coiffe wasn't exactly what you'd hoped for anyway and you're hungry as fuck, plus you were wearing some $500,000 sapphire they lent you but now it seems to have gone missing and you think that they'll make you pay for the goddamn thing if you don't return it to them, and besides, it's not like you actually won the Oscar (no matter what what your agent says, tying for second with four other losers is still a bitch), but you're a trouper and you've got to smile and take it like Susan Lucci did for all those years on the Emmy Awards show. And it's not exactly like "flop sweat". Trust me on this one.
From my own personalized specific personal experience, I'm just trying hard to correlate "ball sweat" with "old mosel riesling". I had a 1976 Steinberger Spätlese (granted, a Rheingau Riesling, not a Mosel) and it was kind of caramely and showed a little earth under its pears and petrol, but even if I squinted real hard it wouldn't be anywhere near "ball sweat" as described above. Not even any cheese neither or baby puke stuff going on it either.
-Eden (hmmm...maybe you're talking about thooooose kind of balls? Ewwwww. Do you know this descriptor from personal experience or is like when some critic references "heliotrope" or "Asian spices" in the course of a Poulsard review and everyone just kind of nods their heads and go "yeah, I get what you're talkin' about, mang"?)
My vote for best post of 2012, thus far. talk about silk purses from sows' ears.
originally posted by Eden Mylunsch:
Define 'ball sweat", por favor.
Might this be in reference to when one is playing basketball and you're wearing those wife-beater tank tops and running back and forth and your tattoos are so plentiful that maybe they kind of hold the sweat in for a little longer than if you were just pierced and this kinda-like microxed sweat mixes with your aroma hormones and when it does come oozing out, it comes out smelling all funky-like?
Or maybe are you talking about when you're at Academy Awards Oscar Ball and your Dior gown is a little tighter than you remembered it being the last time so you didn't eat all day and your tiara is kinda scrunched on a little lower than usual because your new coiffe wasn't exactly what you'd hoped for anyway and you're hungry as fuck, plus you were wearing some $500,000 sapphire they lent you but now it seems to have gone missing and you think that they'll make you pay for the goddamn thing if you don't return it to them, and besides, it's not like you actually won the Oscar (no matter what what your agent says, tying for second with four other losers is still a bitch), but you're a trouper and you've got to smile and take it like Susan Lucci did for all those years on the Emmy Awards show. And it's not exactly like "flop sweat". Trust me on this one.
From my own personalized specific personal experience, I'm just trying hard to correlate "ball sweat" with "old mosel riesling". I had a 1976 Steinberger Spätlese (granted, a Rheingau Riesling, not a Mosel) and it was kind of caramely and showed a little earth under its pears and petrol, but even if I squinted real hard it wouldn't be anywhere near "ball sweat" as described above. Not even any cheese neither or baby puke stuff going on it either.
-Eden (hmmm...maybe you're talking about thooooose kind of balls? Ewwwww. Do you know this descriptor from personal experience or is like when some critic references "heliotrope" or "Asian spices" in the course of a Poulsard review and everyone just kind of nods their heads and go "yeah, I get what you're talkin' about, mang"?)
Eden, your doppelgänger, Libby Gelman-Wexler, is back at work, now writing for "Entertainment Weekly."
robert ames
robert ames
originally posted by D. Zylberberg:
do you ever sniff "ball sweat" in a wineI did last night in an old mosel riesling. Uncanny smell of ball sweat. Kind of revolting, actually, and ruined what seemed like an otherwise well-preserved bottle of auslese.
perhaps you could enlighten us all with your method(s) of becoming familiar with the (apparent?) classic odour profile of 'ball sweat'. in a general way, of course. be kind. (the assumption is that you are qualified, or you would not have used the analogy.)
i am reminded of frank zappa's "you sniffed the reeking buns of angels, and acted like it was cocaine."
D. Zylberberg
David Zylberberg
No one else has had the unfortunate experience of checking to see if a pair of undershorts is clean and realizing they they affirmatively weren't? Or being met with a whiff of unpleasantness as they peeled off their undershorts after a long workout?
originally posted by robert ames:
originally posted by D. Zylberberg:
do you ever sniff "ball sweat" in a wineI did last night in an old mosel riesling. Uncanny smell of ball sweat. Kind of revolting, actually, and ruined what seemed like an otherwise well-preserved bottle of auslese.
perhaps you could enlighten us all with your method(s) of becoming familiar with the (apparent?) classic odour profile of 'ball sweat'. in a general way, of course. be kind. (the assumption is that you are qualified, or you would not have used the analogy.)
i am reminded of frank zappa's "you sniffed the reeking buns of angels, and acted like it was cocaine."
Oh, must we?originally posted by robert ames:
perhaps you could enlighten us all with your method(s) of becoming familiar with the (apparent?) classic odour profile of 'ball sweat'. in a general way, of course. be kind. (the assumption is that you are qualified, or you would not have used the analogy.)
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originally posted by D. Zylberberg:
do you ever sniff "ball sweat" in a wineI did last night in an old mosel riesling. Uncanny smell of ball sweat. Kind of revolting, actually, and ruined what seemed like an otherwise well-preserved bottle of auslese.
i'm not exactly qualified to prescribe stuff, but i am told that all manner of bad shit can go down in those nether regions when you neglect the basic service schedules.
might i suggest that you stop doing it by yourself with the manual, and take it (them) to a service center to get the problem looked into by a professional?
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