I had planned to videotape the entire event only to discover that the SD card wasn’t in the camera. So much for photographic memory. I had no film.
While the visit to Caesar’s was pretty horrific – in fact, I haven’t returned – the one jewel was the glass of Calera Pinot Noir which was presented to me to make up for all of the Wine Fubars they had committed.
One month later, I finally decided to taste it. Had to let it *age,* you know.
While I walked out of VSJ without joining the club, that was by the thinnest of margins and utilizing a willpower I didn’t know I had.
We were having such a good time – and The Wineaux Guy™ was a magnet with his huge hat – that the next thing we knew, we were being escorted out at the end of the event. What!? How did that happen!?
KitchenAid/Whirlpool customer service? What?!? Did you think it would be any different from the microwave fiasco? Hahahaha!
So I became an ABC (Anything But Chard) gal. It was quite a few years before I found the Chard character my palate desired and, as I discovered, you had a spend a little money to get it. Nowadays – whether it’s because you really don’t have to spend a fortune to enjoy a good Chard or because my palate has matured – I enjoy it on a fairly regular basis.
Yup. Me. Liking white wines. Who’da thunk?
It wasn’t just because of the wines – although that had a lot to do with it – but it was because of the Wild Game BBQ that Augie hosted. So it was our stomachs that made the decision for us.
What a shock, right?