I didn't know which way I was going to die-run through, conked or poisoned. |
It's the same seduction that one first feels when touching cashmere or fur, ... Nobody touches fur once, or cashmere once. With wine, you want to keep it in your mouth, you want to play with it, you want to roll it around until you get it. |
There's a world of sparkling wine that doesn't come from that tiny place called Champagne...You may be pouring a lot of bubbles this season, but that doesn't mean you have to spend a lot of money. |