
On the Correct Response to a Corked Bottle
A corked bottle smells of wet cardboard, damp cellar, or a book left in a garage. It is not a matter of taste. It is a fault, present in a small percentage of bottles sealed with natural cork, and it is nobody's failure of sophistication.
Yet people sit with it. They sip a flawed wine at a restaurant, decide the flaw is a gap in their own education, and drink the entire bottle in polite misery. I find this genuinely sad, and I have watched it happen at my own table more than once.
Say something. "I think this may be corked, would you mind tasting it?" is the complete script. Any establishment worth attending will replace the bottle without discussion, because they know precisely how common the fault is and they would rather lose a bottle than a guest.
At a private home, the calculation is different and I leave it to your judgment. But if the host is a friend, tell them. You are not criticizing their choice. You are saving them from opening the second bottle from the same case and repeating the disappointment.
Yours, with a raised brow and a raised glass,

