Girlie Booze of the Week
Posted by LC Aggie Sith on Thursday, September 9, 2010 in Booze Links, BOTW
My mom is in town, and if y’all read the conversations post, you know I had to drink. I chose a wine from a local vineyard:
My photo skillz suck, I know. This is a blush, demi-sweet called White Black Spanish. It is great chilled or at room temperature, which is good, because after the storm I would have been pissed if my electricity went out causing the wine to get warm. You can’t tell, but the bottle is opened. It’s also half gone. Anyway, it is a very nice wine, fruity and sweet with a very pleasant bouquet. The label says it goes well with salads, sandwiches and desserts, but I find it goes exceptionally well with peace and quiet.
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Have you had the wine “Bitch?” No I was not calling you names. The wine is called “Bitch.” I had to get it because it called to me…well, you know what I mean. Did I tell you I buy only wines with cool labels? My wine rack is full of Bitch and Fat Bastard.
Currently, I have three bottles of Bitch, two of Vampire, and planning on getting Arrogant Bastard Ale.
It’s like you read my mind, or are psychic
Edit: This one called to me because technically I’m all three descriptors
I would have bought that as well. I also buy booze based on labels.
We should start a Cool Wine Label Club and act all snooty and discuss nothing but the coolness of the labels. Like, we don’t drink them, just act all cool because we have a cool named wine. I kind of do that now, but I don’t have a club.
Count me in, Laura! Can’t be any stranger than being in the machete-of-the-month club
What is this “we don’t drink them” you speak of?
If I buys it, I drinks it.
So if ya’ll talk about the labels or even the fruit of the vine there in, could that be described as “whining”?
*runs, ducks, and covers*
Man, I could sure use some wine right now. Why didn’t I stop on my way home?
Aggie, you and Laura should start up a blog that’s devoted to the above topic.
A Cool Wine Label Club? I think it’s a great idea. Until we start drinking the wine