I took this bottle to Jude's house-warming party and drank only a mouthful. The floor consumed more than I. The bottle had spent half an hour in the car, rolling along the back seat with every turn. When a wine starts off with a fizz, this is not the ideal preparation for opening it in someone's new house. Luckily the fountain of red liquid landed on the table, avoiding any food, and a wooden floor. So I did not have to go home in disgrace.
Those who I encouraged to try it enjoyed the wine - particularly Ruben's father who had lots.
Alice Nutter said it worked as a shot.
I spent much of the party playing Uno in the quiet room, but plenty of it being properly sociable too.
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| Ruben - with whom I played Uno in the Quiet Room |
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