Saturday, April 12, 2014

In Vino, Veritas

The older guy with the intense eyes, jacked arms and the billy-goat chin beard is presumably the owner of the wine bar.

"Well, I guess I'm really kind of stupid when it comes to wine," I tell him, trying to use my usually effective technique of self-deprecation to get people to be friendly and teach me things.

He grins, a little maliciously, says, "And earlier you said you were easy when it came to wine. Do you usually volunteer so much information when you first meet people?"

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