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catscradle Feb. 10th, 2004 09:22 am)
catscradle Feb. 10th, 2004 09:22 am)Had a wonderful dinner last night that was capped off with a bottle of wine. Maybe too much wine. But it was good. And though last night I thought the spinning would never stop (wine makes me spin when I close my eyes) I have to admit to feeling great this morning.
I generally drink white, simply because I really don't like luke warm beverages. I like super cold or super hot. This room temperature stuff - not so much. Just a weird quirk with me. And drinking cold red wine is like breaking some taboo so horrid that the results could be socially disasterous. What would Ted Allen think? So I drink white.
BUT - there are times that red is called for. Those are generally times I'll also pick up a cigarette, find the nearest dive bar (In Denver that would probably be the Lion's Lair) and listen to music like Billie Holiday or goth torch music. The kind of night where you want to feel like the bottom of a movie theater. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying red wine is trashy - it's just my take on it. And you can't have those great moments of existential crisis and enlightenment with white wine. It just doesn't work that way. You must have red for that.
But last night was a night for good feelings, so white it was. And for some reason, rather than feeling like death, I feel - I don't know how to explain this - refreshed, I guess would be the word.
Odd.
I generally drink white, simply because I really don't like luke warm beverages. I like super cold or super hot. This room temperature stuff - not so much. Just a weird quirk with me. And drinking cold red wine is like breaking some taboo so horrid that the results could be socially disasterous. What would Ted Allen think? So I drink white.
BUT - there are times that red is called for. Those are generally times I'll also pick up a cigarette, find the nearest dive bar (In Denver that would probably be the Lion's Lair) and listen to music like Billie Holiday or goth torch music. The kind of night where you want to feel like the bottom of a movie theater. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying red wine is trashy - it's just my take on it. And you can't have those great moments of existential crisis and enlightenment with white wine. It just doesn't work that way. You must have red for that.
But last night was a night for good feelings, so white it was. And for some reason, rather than feeling like death, I feel - I don't know how to explain this - refreshed, I guess would be the word.
Odd.
