I can say, it did lose some of the spice it normally has, but it is still one very smooth beer.
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I can say, it did lose some of the spice it normally has, but it is still one very smooth beer.
In front of me, I have a bottle of St Emilion Grand Cru, and a bottle of Pomerol; both are winking ever so slightly seductively at me. But one must make a choice.
In the end, I left them both strictly alone, - and headed off to bed early.
But this evening, the exact same choice will be laid in front of me, and I hope to respond appropriately - by rising to the challenge.
But this evening, the exact same choice will be laid in front of me, and I hope to respond appropriately - by rising to the challenge.
Going back to bed, but I dreamed I was sitting under a barrel of Riesling, pouring myself glass after glass. Which was interrupted by another dream of DJT resigning and at that point in the dream I was aware I was in a dream and woke up after "falling" in the dream. No barrel in sight. However, I am taking donations of a 50 gallon barrel of Riesling if anyone wants to offer!
An interesting, if slightly unsettling, dream. A barrel of Riesling (German or Alsace?) sounds lovely, and DJT resigning (resigning? nah - he'll have to be dragged from office by the hair of the head, kicking and screaming all the way) sounds more in the realm of wish fulfilment.
Big Macs, or KFC?
Anyway, I have opened a bottle of Pomerol, and it is breathing away quietly to itself for now.
Both? I've never had either. Prior to what's available now, if I wanted to eat a fast food chain burger, McDonald's wasn't ever on my mind. And I've never been a fan of fried chicken.
Less of an indulgence than an act of self-hatred...
But it so gooooooooood! But then you hate yourself and tell yourself never again... Until the next time. That is how I get around it anyway! (Not a big fan of KFC or McD's, I can't tell you the last time I ate at either, but fried food like onion rings and a really good french fry. Gets me everytime!)
Quite candidly, I am not entirely sure he knows the difference.
A bottle of Pomerol has been breathing quietly to itself for almost three hours; I am now ready to greet it.
Oh, he does. He knows he is amazing and has the right to do anything to anyone at anytime.
Anyway, I have just this very minute poured myself a glass of Pomerol, an elegant and smooth wine from Bordeaux.
Trying not to dwell on the mental image this conjures up while sipping my exquisite Pomerol.
While I have never had this particular Grand Cru, I do like the style, a lot!
As do I. As do I.
Not much of a spirit drinker, but I hope you enjoyed your vodka.
A few Stellas are ready and waiting in the ice box, must not keep them waiting any longer!
Enjoy your Stellas (and I daresay the enjoyment will be even more enhanced by the fact that Manchester United won today).
Myself, I enjoyed a glass or three of sublime Chablis.