I was leaving when Kelly wanted to have another glass, so Sam opened a bottle of some Argentine or Chilean Cab, or Syrah blend. I did not take a picture or right it down. In Sam's handwriting: Alex HATES, think likes it smells like a used condom on fire. His notes: "tannic, Big League Chew Grape".
Maybe we will revisit on a fresh palate. It is really hard to drink anything after the beauty that is the Turley White Coat!
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Monday, May 26, 2008
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