Monday, February 02, 2004
and so on, and so on
I know that my name sounds like an entree. Proof is that friends threw me a birthday party and stocked a big buffet table with all kinds of food, including rosemary chicken on skewers above a bowl of saffron rice.
She also made a lemon cake that I could only dream about making and it was suitably displayed under its own glass dome and pedestal. Yum.
Never learning from the past mistake, I left a bottle of high-end wine on the table. It was a present from a wine writer, and I vowed to save it. We immediately joked about someone accidentally downing that bottle at the party and of course, that is what happened.
Once at a new year's eve party, I did the same thing to the same wine writer. I unwittingly handed a bottle of $80 Bollinger to the volunteer bartender. And when the bottle owner went looking for it, I had to admit how delicious it was.
She also made a lemon cake that I could only dream about making and it was suitably displayed under its own glass dome and pedestal. Yum.
Never learning from the past mistake, I left a bottle of high-end wine on the table. It was a present from a wine writer, and I vowed to save it. We immediately joked about someone accidentally downing that bottle at the party and of course, that is what happened.
Once at a new year's eve party, I did the same thing to the same wine writer. I unwittingly handed a bottle of $80 Bollinger to the volunteer bartender. And when the bottle owner went looking for it, I had to admit how delicious it was.
