"Dan, none of the trains get me into the city in time for the 3 o'clock wine tasting *pout*"
"Then you are just going to have to drive."
"cccrrrrraaaappppppppp"
I had never driven downtown before. Thinking about doing it made me break out in a cold sweat. I wrote out my directions, said a prayer, and honestly expected to get in at 4 at the earliest.
I got in right on time.
Rachel confidence +10, she is now a level 5 city chick.
After a while the wine tasting began. The amazing Anthony from Farmstead Wines started telling us about the actual people he met that made the wine we were tasting. His description of the farm land, people, food, and wine made me feel much more sophisticated then I actually am. They pointed out that most wine terms you hear really are just a load of crap;
"When some tells you to look for the 'leg' of your wine by swirling it, they are just being pompous...."
I promptly stopped swirling my wine (I was hoping to look smart next to Phampants who had just come back from an 18 day beer/wine tour Europe) FAIL
Rather quickly I realized that I had made a huge mistake by not eating lunch before drinking wine. While everyone else was still hungover and barely able to smell their wine, let alone drink it, I was quickly getting buzzed. When Anthony demonstrated how to suck the wine around your mouth my attempt was so poor that I sent Jamie into a fit of giggles, which of course caused me to giggle till I was crying.
Seriously, I was oozing classiness.
After the tasting we wandered over to another bar to get some food in hungover Jenn and buzzing Rachel. This was the bar that Nico explained to us an interesting trick.
"Name a country"
"Cambodia"
"Name a noun"
"Forklift"
"Now think of this as a sex act, The Cambodian Forklift. Sounds dirty right? Connect any country to any noun and you automatically have a dirty sex act."
This was the point I figured out that I was in the presence of genius.
Next was dinner at an Italian family style restaurant. Phampants and I shared lasagna the size of my head, I watched Lilyspeak get hit on by the waiter (dude she's hot), and I won tickets to a Las Vegas show! Now I just have to get to Las Vegas before March. After dinner I bid goodbye since I was still too tired from the night before to pull another late night. My one regret of not going? I missed out on this. I did though get to go through the amazing swag bag that Jenn put together.
To be continued....
Want to see pictures of what happened the night I went home? Check out the 20sb Ultimate meetup flickr page!
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10 comments:
Giggle fits with you are the best.
You should ask Dan to do the Cambodian Forklift. See what he says.
Dude, the waiter was hot! :) Why didn't I get his number...
Man, I want free stuff.
i love wine tastings, so fun. oh how i wish i could have gone.
How is it you have so much fun? I feel like I'm missing out
The waiter was pretty easy on the eyes.
Hindsight...
That trick works for any country except Canada.
The Canadian tractor? No.
The Canadian bacon? No.
See what I mean?
Jamie- I'm glad having wine go up my nose amuses you ;)
phampants- his eyes twinkled...I'm scared....
Lily- He totally would have given it to you
Jidai- then come to a meetup!
Katelin- Next year!
erimar77- you need to come up here more often
Jenn- He was loving our table
Prin- mmmmmm Canadian bacon mmmmm
Oh, the Cambodian Forklift. One isn't quite the same after it.
(tmi?)
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