Potassium metabisulfite

We don't like admitting when we screwed up or failed. I'm no exception... I hate when people see my flaws and inadequacy.

However, sometime we have to put it out there that we aren't successful. No one is perfect!

I was 100% successful... Until the Potassium metabisulfite.

I was in the last phase of my first homemade wine. It was just about the to bottle. I wanted to add a preservative so my wine would last longer. So I read the instructions and add the sodium metaphosphate. Plugged it up and wait the two more days.

Bottling day arrives and my son and I successfully bottle 29 bottles of wine.

With the little bit remaining in my Big bubbler I decide to pour it in a glass and toast my success.

Took a sip... And thought: this didn't taste right at all!!

I sat down and frowned and wondered what happened.

It took me a while but I realized it had to be my last step, so I went back to my instructions.

Yep. I misread the amount and now my wine could be a bit toxic. Sigh. Cry. Repeat.

In that moment I felt like a complete loser. Needless to say I didn't sleep much that night as I was so mad at myself.

The next day I figured I better deal with my disappointment. I dumped out the 29 bad bottles of wine. Even came up with a little song:

29 bad bottles of wine in the shelf..

It was hard to do but it was a really good reminded that we screwed up (sometimes a lot...) and more often than we'd like to admit.

Life lessons are good and we shouldn't shame ourselves when we mess up.

And sometimes we need share our struggles and errors we learned... Like 1/4 cup isn't the same as 1/4 tsp of Potassium metabisulfite.

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