Coffee, laundry, quiet this is what I am doing this morning. Looking forward to catching up with Mudpie tonight over a bottle of wine. Wonder what we will chose. Tune in.
For now I leave you with this picture I took while riding back from Virginia after Christmas. And a song off Wilco’s new album Whole Love: One Sunday Morning. It is a gorgeous song but on the depressing side. I promise I am not depressed but rather I am winterized. Enjoy your Sunday!
I am not having a great week. Boo to the cold inside my head. I was starting to feel sorry for myself when I remembered the incredible week I had last week. (See also why I haven’t posted in two weeks).
Last week started in Virginia celebrating my Father’s 60th birthday! Happy Birthday Daddy! We had a great time drinking scotch, smoking cigars, and eating steak. Basically sounds like we were trying to outsmart death.
I used to be terrified to fly. Like drug-taking, listening to the pilot radio channel, constant watch on the flight attendants, horoscope reading, arm rest clinching, heart racing, talking to my Mama on the phone until boarding terrified. TERR.A.FIED. But something changed. It had nothing to do with the amount of flights I took but rather my attitude towards flying. Disclaimer Alert! I am about to wax poetic and talk a little crazy. Continue at your own risk…. Continue reading »
I am starting to obsess over some new music! Yeah me. I love falling for new music.
Here is a couple of samples of songs I would like to listen to on the back porch with friends this weekend while sipping on some wine:
The Civil Wars – Barton Hollow
JJ Grey and Mofro -The Sweetest Thing
Butch Walker – Synthesizers
Danger Mouse featuring Jack White – Two Against One
This song would need a big wine. A wine so big that you can barely take tiny sips. The wonderful rare glass of wine that takes an hour to get through.
Some of my favorite lines from the song are:
I get the feeling that it is two against one, I am already fighting me so what’s other one?
I keep my enemies closer than I let my mirror ever get to me.
The more I think about it… I may need to drink some bourbon while listening to these songs. These all suggest a tinge of fight or country to them that isn’t very civilized for wine drinkin’. Yes I used civilized and drinkin’ in the same sentence.
Just go watch/listen to these songs. They are good. The end.
I started off this year with a laundry list of items I had hoped to accomplish by year-end. This was an exercise that I had never done before. Spoiler alert: I will never do it again. Why? I find it extremely limiting. I am a methodical person to a point but apply practices and standards to a year that I know nothing about is very arrogant. I went back to my list this week after finding it during an effort to clean out some documents from my computer. I read the list for kicks.* I have already accomplished most of it without even disciplining myself. Take that you silly list.
Moving ahead… the one thing on the list that I discovered that I have accomplished is that I vowed to attend three quality concerts. Attending music events can get expensive. Last year I went to anything that I could talk a partner-in-crime in attending with me. This year not so much. I have spent money on concerts but only bigger money on only three really good concerts. One of those three is this weekend! eeck!!! My. Morning. Jacket. Yep, My Morning Jacket at Bank of America Pavilion on Sunday. Continue reading »
Mudpie and I had some food at Fore St. Restaurant in Portland, Maine. We were there to see our beloved Jeff Tweedy.
We ate local Maine cheeses and drank California reds. Then we had an exotic mushroom salad with turnips. Finished with clams and a pizza with carrot puree and leeks.
I also would like to note that I had my very first oyster at J’s Oyster with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc. Not a bad day at all!
Last week the Drunk Mama family headed to Palo Alto, CA to escape the brutal Boston winter for a two, TWO week reprieve. How dare they! Yesterday the Mudpie family left for a week, ONE week in Virginia to make up for a missed holiday trip due to a blizzard. How dare they! This means that Wine Among Friends is operating in Boston with Cellar Mouse alone. This is fine, I can handle it. How am I dealing? Well Friday I phoned in a 60 degree day from Mother Nature. Thanks Mama Nature, I needed it. And yesterday I had my own vacation. We will call it a stay-cation. A stay-cation with my new Cellar Man of Mystery. Please no questions. Cellar Man of Mystery has just recently entered the scene. He said on our first date “I like cheap beer, decent wine, and expensive gin.” He had me at decent wine. Decent wine is after all my specialty. Continue reading »
Y’all, January can kiss my ass. Oh yeah, I said it. I use to think that February was my least favorite month but I have changed my mind. January is occupied with reevaluating, getting rid of the junk you accumulated in the end of last year, diets, and COLD freaking SNOWY days. It all makes me want to hibernate. The only cure really is a nice, juicy, chewy, warm glass of red wine. Which wine has been keeping me warm? Well last Saturday the WAF girls split a bottle of Shepherds Ridge Pinot Noir for Mudpie’s birthday (Happy belated birthday Mudpie!). That glass of wine was divine. I also have enjoyed petite sirah as of late. That petite sirah is surprising. I akin it to Memphis BBQ. I personally am a Carolina BBQ girl myself but it would be weird to have a wine remind you of pork and vinegar. Nope, petite sirah is like sticky tangy smoky sweet BBQ. It hugs you.
But of course right when you need wine is right when you are trying to stick to resolutions which include less wine. I think that is why it has been a little radio silent around here. We are all trying to steer clear of the calorie – laden wine. Boo. No worries though, it just makes us appreciate the fewer sips we do drink. We have joined Menotomy’s Wine Club and can’t wait for our first installment next week. We will be saving our fewer sips for whichever wine Dan will have in store for us.
I will leave you with Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings who have been helping me with my winter blahs. I love this song and can’t stop listening to it:
Who is Joshua Bell, you ask? If you’re not sure, you’re not alone. Back in April ’07, this world-famous violin soloist was good-natured enough to participate in an experiment put on by Gene Weingarten of the Washington Post. The experiment involved playing incognito in a busy subway station to see who noticed and recognized him. You can view the results here. (Even if you care nothing for classical music, the article is worth reading for what it says about art, and our ability to appreciate it, in the midst of our busy, distracted lives.) Continue reading »
Yes this blog is mostly about our adventures in wine, but we do occasionally enjoy other libations. For beer, I usually prefer the big, hoppy IPAs, but this weekend I was lured into trying a brown ale: The new seasonal brew from Lagunitas, Wilco Tango Foxtrot. I will shamelessly admit, it was the label that drew me in.
“In the funky realm of things that make you go “Hmmm…” 2010 may rank way, way up there. From the curious per curiam decision of 531U.S.98 in 2000, to WTC7, to the Superdome, to the Fall of the House of Lehman, to the Nobel President’sAfghan Expedition escalation, to the oxymoronic Jobless Recovery of 2010; we have been confused. So, we done the only thing we could - we made beer – and lots of it. 6,420M cases of it to be exact. As far as we know, you drank all of it. Thank you for that, because if you had not we would have been looking for a bailout of our own, and we haven’t heard of any breweries either needing or receiving any of those Yuan-flavoredTARP dollars…although we have read that the Las Vegas adult video industry did. Nobody knows why. So, in a world that is once again the proverbial “Ball of Confusion”, craft beer alone seems tocarry its own weight It’s nice to be on the winning team and thank you for your friendship and imbibiliciousness.”