If you don't like this, maybe you don't really like wine?

Thoughts on "faults," perfection, and drinkability while shucking peas.

I want to talk about the wines I opened while I shucked my peas in the shade of my back patio Sunday afternoon—and also a little about overthinking things, as well as living in an imperfect world.

Now, my corner of New Jersey has been ridiculously hot and muggy, but I felt like light, chilled red wines would pair best with what I was serving for dinner. …