Addendum... because there had to be a "woof" to yesterday.
"Is that a vine or a dragon?" I had to ask someone last night.
In addition to the year of nicknames, this has also been the year of bad tatoos. I don't really know which has been the worst of the worst. Probably the tatoo of the last paragraph of the Great Gatsby, point 8 font, on the wrist. That was seen at a party in Williamsburg this winter.
Or the giant turnip?
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A 1985 California white whine with hints of joie de vivre, some je ne sais quoi, nectarine and oak. Sante!
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