In Vino Veritas

Not too long ago, I was in Washington DC when a foot of snow crippled the government.       They declared a snow emergency, which meant that cabs could charge an extra $15 per ride, causing a 2-mile cab ride to end up at $35. Despite snowy obstacles, I arrived up at the Capitol precisely when I was supposed to. There were two…

  I’m sitting at a café, surrounded by inane conversation: “When I look at this, I think: bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter. I look at you and say: ‘You don’t taste anything like you look!’” “I need that one.  Whatever that one is, I need that one.  Find out what that one is, ‘cause I need that one.” “I love it. It’s something different.” “He doesn’t like little, cherry tomatoes. Anything that squirts in his mouth, he doesn’t like…” Then there are those that spend the…