Right about now, many people are waking up to the realization of, 'Oh, crap! I still have 28 holiday gifts to buy and only 16 days to buy them!' If that's you, and you're feeling like you need a little gift-spiration, no worries! The season snuck up on us, too, but we can help with selections for everyone on your list.
Notes From All Over
A New Yorker headline noting the passing of former President Bush: 'The Irreducible Niceness of George H.W. Bush'. Irreducible-meaning incapable of being diminished-niceness. The article goes on to say that he is likely to be remembered as the last American president 'not to have been intensely despised by a significant portion of its population'. Not disliked. Not disagreed with. Despised. Strong wording, and yet I can't really quibble with the statement. The contemporary world is occasionally deficient in 'nice'.
"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man."
Once upon a time, a group of old friends had a question. We all loved wine, worked with wine....definitely DRANK wine. Why, we wondered, weren't there more stores that carried the kinds of wines we loved-small production, family-owned, tasty little gems for a great price? Several years later, I decided to create a store to sell those wines, plus fun and interesting beers and spirits. Time flies! On the day after Thanksgiving, Pour Richard's will celebrate its sixth (SIXTH!) birthday.
When I'm in the mood for a really killer workout, I head toward Soulcycle. It's not convenient. The nearest one is in Dedham. The music is ridiculously loud, and I only recognize about 30% of it. But it IS efficient- in only 45 minutes, that class can make every muscle fiber in your body ache. And then there's Ryan.
Voting: Is it a right or a privilege? The architects of our Constitution appear to have considered it a right, and an important one- the right to vote is mentioned more frequently than any other, even the right to free speech or a free press.
If you've shopped at Pour Richard's, you know that Cassie and I are both *persistent* about certain things. Please don't call us 'bossy'. We prefer 'extremely passionate about certain beverages which we believe everyone should try.'
I did not approach Italian wine slowly. I jumped in with both feet. You might say I was thrown in.
My first day on the job with an Italian importer, I was assigned to pour at a major New York trade tasting. Somehow, I got the table with the big 'scores', so I was knee-deep in people. And since I was brand-new to the portfolio, I spent all day peeking at my cheat sheets. 'Um, this is Aglianico and Piedirosso. That one is, uh..Coda di Volpe.' Not my finest hour.
One summer day several years ago, I found a package on my steps. Inside was a large antique beer bottle, handsomely framed. From the Peter Bub Brewing Company in Winona, Minnesota, this particular bottle was called 'Bub's Beer'. My sister Brenda, a lover of antique and curio shops, had found it and sent it to me on what would have been our dad's birthday. I hung it over our bargain beer selection, and called it 'Bub's Beer Corner'.
There is little in life which can't be addressed with a Dr. Seuss book. Whether it's Horton standing up for his Who-friends, the Grinch's small heart growing three sizes, or David Donald Doo dreaming of donuts and duck-dogs, Dr Seuss had a prescription for every situation. My own particular favorite is the story of the Zax.*