First off I want to apologize for my random week and a half of missed posts. What can I say, blogging is frickin hard yo! I know for many of you this has been a difficult time as reading my posts are the highlight of your day. I want to assure all of you that I take my work (art really) very seriously and I intend to keep up my end of the bargain to feed you baby birds every Tuesday and Thursday with the nuggets of wisdom you have come to know and love. On a side note I want to thank everyone in advance for checking on me to make sure I hadn’t died in some horrible shopping mall escalator accident (or more likely that I wasn’t stooped over in a vineyard with a raging case of purple teeth.) I haven’t actually received all your voice mails and texts as there is clearly something wrong with my phone but I can only imagine how worried you all were.
Today I have a confession. For too long I have been dismissive of Sauvignon Blanc. I’ve avoided it at tastings, balked at it’s mere presence on menus and opted for its slightly sweeter and heavier sister Pinot Grigio. (I would know as I too have a slightly sweeter and heavier sister. Hi Mikelle!) Here’s how it went down. I found myself in a predicament the other day when purchasing a cheese platter that came with a bottle of wine (otherwise known as dinner.) My only options were a Merlot (If you’ve ever watched Sideways you understand how I feel about Merlot) or a Sauvignon Blanc. I guess I’ll do the Sauvignon Blanc I said begrudgingly.
Cut to 7th grade History class, picking teams for some kind of educational game. The chosen team captains go back and forth “I choose Bob, I choose Stacey, I choose Bryan” until myself and another reject are the only two left. We look into each others eyes knowing one of us is about to spend lunch in a bathroom stall crying into our Five Star binder. That person would be me. Trust me when I tell you an egg salad sandwich is the last thing you want to eat in a bathroom.
Cut back to the present. “What did Sauvignon Blanc ever do to me,” I say to the server as tears well up in my eyes. “Maybe she wore too much makeup but a least she tried. Was it the Sailor Moon t-shirts because Japanation was actually a progressive fashion statement. No one puts baby in a corner!!!!”
Moving on then….
And the delicious Blanc that taught me a lesson about giving things a chance, Cono Sur Bicicleta. Not only am I thoroughly obsessed with this wine but it costs about $7.00!!! My venti iced soy latte with 1/2 white chocolate extra ice and added shot costs more than that! I should really get on a budget and just start drinking wine in the mornings.
See you kids Thursday for more questionable content and unfortunate photography.