So, the wine tasting was everything a wine tasting should be, and without spitting. It was more crowded than I like, and the rooms got very hot. Of course, someone is always cold so we had to leave the doors closed.
We did Northern Californian wine, although some people brought REALLY Northern California wine (Oregon), and we also got some Beaujolais. No worries. It's all good.
The kids invaded the basement and endowed it with a certain post-Katrina-esque ambience that took a good chunk of the next day to get cleaned up. There were carmel corn puffs stuffed into places that were both unnatural and seemingly impossible. Incidentally, the Sunday cleanup also included a generous helping of dog vomit, composed of a mix of all the previous night's appetizers, and, for all I know, wine too.
Wine was spilled, people were kissed who shouldn't have been, a kiddy sword fight broke out in the living room, and we're still waiting to see if Coco is pregnant. But it was fun all the same, as a Wild wine event should be. Try as I might, the wine itself is never the central attraction at my wine tastings...but it was really good nonetheless, and added greatly to the atmosphere.
I think next time we'll do a smaller event, one that is easier to control, and ask the tasters to get babysitters and leave the bandits at home. Live and learn.
P.S. I'll let you know about Coco...
We did Northern Californian wine, although some people brought REALLY Northern California wine (Oregon), and we also got some Beaujolais. No worries. It's all good.
The kids invaded the basement and endowed it with a certain post-Katrina-esque ambience that took a good chunk of the next day to get cleaned up. There were carmel corn puffs stuffed into places that were both unnatural and seemingly impossible. Incidentally, the Sunday cleanup also included a generous helping of dog vomit, composed of a mix of all the previous night's appetizers, and, for all I know, wine too.
Wine was spilled, people were kissed who shouldn't have been, a kiddy sword fight broke out in the living room, and we're still waiting to see if Coco is pregnant. But it was fun all the same, as a Wild wine event should be. Try as I might, the wine itself is never the central attraction at my wine tastings...but it was really good nonetheless, and added greatly to the atmosphere.
I think next time we'll do a smaller event, one that is easier to control, and ask the tasters to get babysitters and leave the bandits at home. Live and learn.
P.S. I'll let you know about Coco...
1 comment:
Wow, sorry I missed out on that one! If you get some good grape juice, can I come to the next one?
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