We bought a bottle of wine at an auction at a Canadian Women's Club function. Unfortunately, we never got to enjoy it.
The bottle slid out of a lower cupboard in the kitchen and tapped twice on our white tile floor before turning the floor a lovely shade of red.
(I know you are thinking it but...) no matter how good the wine is/was, we did not wring out the roll of paper towels it took to clean it up, into wine glasses and drink it.
B.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
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