Dear Whinechick… wine advice thats seriously twisted!
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Dear Whinechick,
A few days ago we spent the weekend at our camp in the Adirondacks. You know that place, where the nuymber of wine glasses outnumbers the number of water glasses 3 to 1? As always, we pack enough wine for a small army. Well, we pulled in on Thursday night (might as well start the weekend early), unpacked everything and settled down to a glass of our favorite beverage – fion (that’s ‘wine’ in Gaelic). We had a partial bottle left from home, so we brought it along. Friday afternoon right about cocktail hour (anytime after 2:00 p.m.) we decided it was “time”. I got the bottle out of the refrigerator and went to get the cork screw. After searching high and low (there aren’t too many places to look in a small cabin) I discovered to my horror that the cork screw had gone missing! I knew I didn’t have one in my purse – shame on me for having taken it out in the first place! My husband says “You always carry one with you!” Instant panic! I knew that our daughter (the Whinechick) and her husband were on their way up to see us, so I quickly put in a call to “911 Wine”. “Do you have a corkscrew with you?” I asked knowing that she always came prepared. “Uh, I’m not sure” she replied. After searching her purse AND the wine bag she came back with a “N-o-o, I can’t find one.” What? The Whinechick has no corkscrew? This can’t be happening! Double instant panic!! “Well, she says, I did read about some other ways to open a bottle of wine when you are in a bind. “Try a screw and a pair of pliers.” she says. So with a 3-inch decking screw and a pair of ViseGrips we were able to open that bottle of wine! Thank you Whinechick! I have since put the corkscrew back in my purse (the ViceGrips are too big and I’d probably stab myself with the screw). Where there’s a will there’s always a way (and a bottle of wine to celebrate with).