While I’m on vacation this week, the theme of my posts has been Momo’s Show and Tell. And yet, you’re still here. Glutton for punishment, eh?
We discussed random. We discussed my Buckeye fever. Today, we’ll talk about my attraction to wine.
See this wine bottle? It’s holding my favorite flavor. What? I can call it a flavor if I want to.
What’s so lovely about this particular Riesling is that it almost comes up to my six year old’s waist. That’s what I like to call “more bang for your buck”. It was purchased at Sam’s Club, where the
butcher sommelier told me it was quite yummy.
But, even it’s bitter I’ll still drink it. I am an equal opportunity imbiber.
My father-in-law makes homemade wine that is some of the best I’ve ever tasted. And, talk about a bang. Whew! His wine will knock your socks and shoes off.
You’ll wake up the next morning and notice you’ve stuck your Chuck Taylors to the ceiling with masking tape. Then you’ll wonder how it happened, because the last thing you remember was skipping down the sidewalk catching butterflies and singing Just Between You and Me.
So the next time you raise a glass of wine to your lips, think of me. My father-in-law is here on vacation with us for the next couple of days, which means I’ll likely be walking around barefoot.
Let me know if you’re interested in adopting a butterfly.