We simultaneously inhaled the majesty of this remarkable wine. We then took a sip. However, our presenter lifted a spit bucket. I asked, “Are you really going to spit a Château Margaux?!?”
I will try all kinds of spirits, bitters, and liqueurs from time to time just for fun. But obviously, this blog isn’t called Vegas Wineaux for nothing. Wine’s my vibe.
She was surprised when I said I lived in Las Vegas, as she had a good friend named Bob Cranston, who lives there. “Bordeaux Bob,” I responded. “I know him well.”
Back when I was at legal-ish drinking age, a couple of girlfriends and I would meet in one of our basements and bring our bottles of Manischewitz to drink.