Elderberry wine was really the only choice for this evening. It has been snowing since mid afternoon, and I arrived home from work to an open fire and a glass of whisky. Claire rustled up some French Onion Soup (which itself is one of the reasons I married her) and a rice pudding. What wine other than elderberry could possibly be opened in these circumstances? It was an excellent bottle too: rich and dark flavours made for a cold winter evening.
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