how do you wine folks pick bottles?

WakeboardMom said:

I was once in a bar and ordered a Cosmo. The bartender came back and asked me if I might like something else. The Martini glass was being used. ; - )

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I ordered a Stoli dirty martini at Jax at KMart and was told they didn't have any martini glasses. I'm obviously not their demographic.

Geoff said:

I ordered a Stoli dirty martini at Jax at KMart and was told they didn't have any martini glasses. I'm obviously not their demographic.

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I wasn't the demographic at this place either. It was a dive in Lowell. At 5 pm you had poor sad guys who just didn't want to go home (think Gleason's Joe the Bartender skit) and then late in the evening, it was full of 20-somethings looking to drink cheaply and play pool. Not a bad place. ; - )

legalskier said:

Nectar of the gods. Their Pinot Blanc blows away everything else, a wonderful summer wine.

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Their Pinot d'Alsace is good but I don't like that "Zind" label very much. I tend to collect their much bigger wines like Clos Windsbuhl Pinot Gris. Their style is really distinctive but that's what happens when you hand harvest your own grapes and are fanatic about quality control. I've been to the winery 5 times over the years. I've stayed in Turkheim a couple of times and Colmar a couple of times. Great country. The Vosges are like the Green Mountains but with vineyards instead of cows.

Geoff said:

I ordered a Stoli dirty martini at Jax at KMart and was told they didn't have any martini glasses. I'm obviously not their demographic.

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At the bar where Greg's last gig was, they served my martinis in a highball glass. I didn't complain--got more for my money.

ctenidae said:

Only the liver transplant friend. Who, come to think of it, does have a cat. Or at least, did then. She's married now. i remember anotehr cat we had when I had two different roomates form teh blue hair and the bassist. THey wer both actors, and our cat was orange, with one black paw. We named him Oscar, since we figured he'd dipped his paw in an inkwell.

One time I came home late and one roommate was passed out on the couch. Normal, except this time his pants were down around his ankle. Confused, I went to get another beer. My other roomate came out to ask what the hell was going on, so we had a beer and put an oven mitt on one hand, a turkey baster in the other, and the toaster on thefloor. The next morning he said "I have got to quit drinking." He stole a pen from me a few years before when we both worked in the same restaaurant but he got fired. I never forgave him for that.

The cat was no where to be found, or may have come in later, I don't recall.

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But did the cat eat the liver? Perhaps it also stole your pen....
Curious and curiouser.

:lol:

ctenidae said:

Only the liver transplant friend. Who, come to think of it, does have a cat. Or at least, did then. She's married now. i remember anotehr cat we had when I had two different roomates form teh blue hair and the bassist. THey wer both actors, and our cat was orange, with one black paw. We named him Oscar, since we figured he'd dipped his paw in an inkwell.

One time I came home late and one roommate was passed out on the couch. Normal, except this time his pants were down around his ankle. Confused, I went to get another beer. My other roomate came out to ask what the hell was going on, so we had a beer and put an oven mitt on one hand, a turkey baster in the other, and the toaster on thefloor. The next morning he said "I have got to quit drinking." He stole a pen from me a few years before when we both worked in the same restaaurant but he got fired. I never forgave him for that.

The cat was no where to be found, or may have come in later, I don't recall.

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The randomness of paragraph two made me LOL.

legalskier said:

But did the cat eat the liver? Perhaps it also stole your pen....
Curious and curiouser.

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The cat preferred beer, as I recall. Afterall, gentlemen prefer blondes. A nice blonde ale, like a fruity white wine, is a good thing when you want something refreshing:lol::lol:. But it was usually Old Milwaukee or something equally vile then, and Boone's Farm or Night Train on the wine side:blink:. Or Thunderbird, with a price of 40 twice. I can say, though, I've never taken an overnight train. Trains at night, yes- once the fastest run from NY to Boston for the Acela, even. I was thinking that was 2 days after I broke my arm during the NY Century, but it might not have been. I had a six pack and 4 Codienes that night, and my arm still hurt :flame:. So I went to the hospital when I got back to Boston, and I got a half cast put on, since it was a green stick fracture.

Who the hell steals a pen from a waiter, anyway? That's like stealing a carpenter's hammer, or a surgeon's scalpel, or a monkeywrencher's monkey. Have you guys ever read any Edward Abby? In the Monkeywrench Gang, he talks about measuring driving distances in beers, and thinks throwing cans out the window is good, since the reflective cans act as road markers late at night, which is helpful. I'm not sure what he thinks of liver, though- me, I don't like it. Tastes like metallic dirt, which is similar to beets, only hold the metal. Potato skins taste like dirt to me, too, but I've never had onion skins, really. I bet liver an onions would taste like metallic double dirt, if onion skins taste anything like potato skins.

"The cat preferred beer, as I recall. Afterall, gentlemen prefer blondes. A nice blonde ale, like a fruity white wine, is a good thing when you want something refreshing. But it was usually Old Milwaukee or something equally vile then, and Boone's Farm or Night Train on the wine side. Or Thunderbird, with a price of 40 'twice."

And so we come full circle to BB's original thread title question. Nicely done, that; and you didn't even need a police escort or a pornographic memory.

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Note to mods: I keep getting re-directed to Facebook when I try to reply using the "Quote" option above. I had to use the "Quick Reply." Anything wrong?

legalskier said:

"The cat preferred beer, as I recall. Afterall, gentlemen prefer blondes. A nice blonde ale, like a fruity white wine, is a good thing when you want something refreshing. But it was usually Old Milwaukee or something equally vile then, and Boone's Farm or Night Train on the wine side. Or Thunderbird, with a price of 40 'twice."

And so we come full circle to BB's original thread title question. Nicely done, that; and you didn't even need a police escort or a pornographic memory.

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Note to mods: I keep getting re-directed to Facebook when I try to reply using the "Quote" option above. I had to use the "Quick Reply." Anything wrong?

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I do try to stay relevant. Sort of.

When I quote, I don't get sent to Facebook, but the box does act like a link, only it doesn't go anywhere, and I can't click to move the cursor- have to arrow down. And almost all teh text on the page has a red line under it. And my nose itches, but I don't think that has anything to do with it.

i used www.popswine.com

order $100 and its free delivery. they send out a great newsletter with their picks, prices are great and they've always substitued great wines when they are out.....

legalskier said:

"The cat preferred beer, as I recall. Afterall, gentlemen prefer blondes. A nice blonde ale, like a fruity white wine, is a good thing when you want something refreshing. But it was usually Old Milwaukee or something equally vile then, and Boone's Farm or Night Train on the wine side. Or Thunderbird, with a price of 40 'twice."

And so we come full circle to BB's original thread title question. Nicely done, that; and you didn't even need a police escort or a pornographic memory.

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Note to mods: I keep getting re-directed to Facebook when I try to reply using the "Quote" option above. I had to use the "Quick Reply." Anything wrong?

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ctenidae said:

I do try to stay relevant. Sort of.

When I quote, I don't get sent to Facebook, but the box does act like a link, only it doesn't go anywhere, and I can't click to move the cursor- have to arrow down. And almost all teh text on the page has a red line under it. And my nose itches, but I don't think that has anything to do with it.

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I split out the Facebook issues questions to here:
http://forums.alpinezone.com/showthread.php?t=76987

You know, to keep this thread on topic.

bvibert said:

I split out the Facebook issues questions to here:
http://forums.alpinezone.com/showthread.php?t=76987

You know, to keep this thread on topic.

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But my nose still itches. And, as my beloved grandmother (University of Chicago graduate, 1937 or so, with an engineering degree, one of the first women to get one) said, you can pick you nose, and you can pick your friends noses, but you shouldn't pick your nose after you've been making chili. Unless I heard that somewhere else sometime, which is possible. Her beloved sister, who would have been my beloved aunt except that she died before I was born, was a little off at times. One Thanksgiving, so the story goes, probably in the late 60's when she came out of the darkest depths of Cincinatti, she wanted to bake fresh bread, so she put a loaf in the oven. Unfortunately, it was storebought and still in the plastic bag. The results were predictable. Like the time I dried my tennis shoes in the oven. Damp athletic shoes with charred bottoms smell similar to Marc's house on a Tuesday Morning, another occurance of charred bottom. Fortunately, the standing rule at Marc's is no nose picking on Monday nights, because that's chili beef and bean burrito night, and you know the old saying about picking your nose after making chili.

ctenidae said:

And, as my beloved grandmother (University of Chicago graduate, 1937 or so, with an engineering degree, one of the first women to get one) said, you can pick you nose, and you can pick your friends noses, but you shouldn't pick your nose after you've been making chili.

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Didn't your beloved grandma mean "before?"

legalskier said:

Didn't your beloved grandma mean "before?"

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Picking before bothers other people. Believe me, picking after hurts

ctenidae said:

Picking before bothers other people. Believe me, picking after hurts

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Well then, may I suggest that you consider practicing "safe chili?" We do in my household; it goes a long way to eliminating itchy noses.

ctenidae said:

Picking before bothers other people. Believe me, picking after hurts

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Scratching your nuts hurts worse. Trust me on this.

geoff said:

scratching your nuts hurts worse. Trust me on this.

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tmi.