Oh this is how I want my life to be! Incessantly writing about my wine exploits and fine french food. Cavorting around the globe with the bourgeoisie and the aristorcracy.
What a great story, what passion. I loved every word of it. Funny how sometimes my mind reads things at a pace that denotes my intersest. I might skim a school book at best, skipping lines and probing for the essentials. When I am intersted, I read ever so slow and delberiate.
My new favorite activity is to stop at ABC and pick up bottles for my collection, often fine Bordeaux's in writing I can barely decipher.