A glass of whine

The last week has kept me very busy. First I got older, then I went down to Citizens Bank Park in Philadelphia to see my second Phillies game of the season (go Fightin' Phils), and for the past few days I've worked 11, 12 and 13 hours.

I'm not complaining. I just want to explain why I have blasphemed and have neither drank any wine in the last week nor written about any wine in the past week. For those who need to soothe their shocked selves: a) I did partake of a Corona Light at the baseball game - it was quite refreshing and was definitely better suited to pairing with my soft pretzel than a glass of wine and b) I bought six bottles of wine this Saturday - one for me and five for my friend, Trish, for whom I'm putting together a special case on the occasion of her wedding. Apparently the best gift I can give is that of drunkeness - provided it's on smooth, fruit forward jammy wine with soft tannins.

I'm going to a wine pairing restaurant with friends this Friday so I hope to have something more to write this weekend.

Cheers,

Alli M.