Evidence, If Any Were Needed, That I’m Going to the Wrong Wine Tastings
According to this UPI report:
It’s not unusual for people to get drunk at wine tastings and vomit in the shrubbery, shed their clothes and shout and run about, said Tomi Arbogast, director of the Temecula Valley Winegrowers Association.
Hat tip: Drinks Are on Me
December 30th, 2009 at 11:21 PM
I don’t know how many times I have to say this…I did not vomit.
December 31st, 2009 at 12:26 PM
Back in ’96, as we toured Domaine Chandon, we watched amazed as an older gentleman drove his large rental car down the narrow walkways in the gardens behind the winery. He drove slowly, maybe 3 or 4 mph, smashing the lighting, statuary and flowers that lined the path. The Chandon exec who was showing us around lost his California cool and was reduced to screaming, “Stop the f***ing car!, Stop the f***ing car!”
My wife did not take that as a warning- They served us 5 flights of 4 different sparklers and then took us to lunch (2 more bottles of still wine) Her eyes glazed over about halfway through lunch and she wasn’t able to speak again for several hours. The only time I’ve seen her truly drunk.