Champers for Everyday
I love bubbly. Love it love it love it. I like champagne on a random Sunday afternoon. I drink it before a dinner that is nothing so special. I gravitate toward it with a good plate of oysters on ice. If you offer it to me, no matter what the occasion, I'll drink it.
Here in the States, for the longest time, this was an odd concept. People viewed sparkling wine as something to have once a year on New Years or to celebrate a big event like a wedding.
Between a stint living in Europe and having a sister-in-law who loves champagne so much that she - literally - smacks her lips after taking a first sip, I now see champagne as an everyday kind of wine. Having some cheese? Break out the bubbly. Decorating a Christmas tree? Gimme some Tattinger. Going to a tailgate party? Why not throw in some Mumm? Hiking? Bollinger strikes a chord...
But if there is a guy around, he's gotta be the one to open it.
-Heather...off to open some champagne with Dad, who is painting my house...
Here in the States, for the longest time, this was an odd concept. People viewed sparkling wine as something to have once a year on New Years or to celebrate a big event like a wedding.
Between a stint living in Europe and having a sister-in-law who loves champagne so much that she - literally - smacks her lips after taking a first sip, I now see champagne as an everyday kind of wine. Having some cheese? Break out the bubbly. Decorating a Christmas tree? Gimme some Tattinger. Going to a tailgate party? Why not throw in some Mumm? Hiking? Bollinger strikes a chord...
But if there is a guy around, he's gotta be the one to open it.
-Heather...off to open some champagne with Dad, who is painting my house...




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