The holidays imply booze. They don't require it; there are plenty of teetotalers who enjoy celebrating with their families.
But wine is just too perfect a match, too compelling an element to be excluded. Cheery red cheeks from wood fires and wine. The wood fire has since been modernized, logs replaced with scorch-free imitation. The hiss, so indicative of the gaseous release, precedes the hesitant scratching of a match head.
It's finally become an exercise of how early we can open the bottle without feeling tacky.
Extended ninety degrees from the afternoon, we begin.
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1 comment:
You would love my family.
The idea of alcohol being tacky is nonexistent in my household. A glass of wine is like a party hat; it's an essential part of any event.
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