It was an ordinary evening for me. I rode my bike to Blockbuster to pick up some movies to pass time, rolled through K Street to check out what was going on in the streets, and seeing nothing in particular, I decided to stop by Safeway for some dinner and perhaps some wine. Now, I am not a fan of strolling through the three aisles of fancy ass wine and trying to pick out a winner without getting something that tastes like batteries or MD 20/20. I spied this bottle and so many images and thoughts flooded my brain I somewhat destined this bottle to be my own favorite. Move over, Franzia.
Why should I like this Sauv Blanc? Pinot Noir is my favorite type of wine to drink, anyway. It was the Louis Mel. Even the way they scripted the name onto the bottle. Not only does it say Mel on the bottle, but Louis would have been my middle name should the man added an e at the end of his name. I love the cursive L and M. The color is enticing. Drinking it was ok, but since I have quit smoking and think I could appreciate the complexity a bit more the next round.
Next issue: getting the money to find a few bottles for my solos. Countdown to the 15th resuming....
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