My friend Pauline and I went to a big garlic festival this weekend. The best moment of the event was sampling a local vintner’s wine — and by “local”, I mean he was a unkempt roughneck who had a bloody shaving nick on his chin — while tasting some of his finest cheese. The cheese came from an aerosol can. It was Cheez Whiz.
Imagine the scene if you will: Me sipping a glass of pumpkin pie wine with one hand with a fingerful of Cheese Whiz in the other as a smiling hillbilly with a bloody chin stands before me. It was….very real.
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How funny (and adequate) that I stumble upon your blog today. You must be near me, because I know exactly which winery and festival you are talking about! Their pear wine is my favorite…
Danielle
Hi Danielle: Too funny. Did you notice that this particular vintner sells his vintages in bottles shaped like naked ladies? It was class, through and through.