Reminds me of a story, about 30 or 40 years ago we had a party, and the next day while I was cleaning up I decided it was bad to waste booze so I poured all the dregs of the leftovers into a cup with some coffee and drank it, sort of the hair of the dog theory. Any I was telling my wife about it and she rolled her eyes and said "I can smell the liquor on your breath!" so that's what we named the cocktail...
I met my husband when we lived in Tampa Bay in the late 90's, and had a home in Gulfport, a suburb of St. Pete. Gulfport was 1 bridge from the beach. We had a winery in town, the Florida Winery (https://floridawine.com/), that made wine out of EVERYTHING. Mainly citrus, but also watermelon, cranberry and strawberry. The "tour" of the winery consisted of walking through the retail shop to the sampling bar where the docents (mainly elderly women) would sit us down and start pouring samples for us to try. One for each of us, one for them. They would open at around 10 in the morning, and by mid-afternoon, the docents were pretty well adorably lit. "Thish wine makes the BESHT pie!" (I came to realize it was not so much a PIE as opening a Key Lime pie from the Publix around the corner along with the bottle).
That said, seeing the troth of advertisements for wine coolers, Florida Winery was one of the first in the nation to offer "freezer bags" of wine! St. Pete had a "NO BOTTLES ON THE BEACH!" law, and the bags were the way they got around it. We're get a 6-pack wine assortment , pop them in the freezer, go to the beach and by the time we were ready, we had "wine-ice" coolers ready to enjoy. Seagram's does that today with their daqueris and margaritas.
Around 10-15 years before the Wine Cooler Era there was Boone's Farms Strawberry Hill Wine and BF Apple Wine. Their entry into the market coincided with my completion of HS, my entry into college, and after a couple more years, my attainment of age 18 when I could legally buy the stuff (in NY). In my well-quenched view, these should be regarded as the "proto wine coolers."
I'm pretty sure I saw all those Seagram's ads because I watched TV in 1987, and it had to have been on heavy rotation given the talent level involved, but I have no recollection of seeing this. And, like most Americans, I have a catalog of thousands of ads/jingles/TV show intros embedded in my brain. If I'm in a coma near death and someone sings "Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip...", you know I spring up, escape Death's doorway, and give Gilligan his due.
Those are some judgemental kittehs! Cats are alwasy giving your the side-eye when they think you aren't looking. And they don't care if you catch them!
Dad brewed strawberry/rhubarb wine, usually 5 gallons per batch. I don't know what variety of yeast he used but it came out to 14.5% ABV. Kick ass shiit.
I can see the difference but it's not a $2147.50 upcharge difference, so, yeah, a total guerilla fashionista victory. Plus: hair, eyes and - if I may say so - lips, also winning.
TIME FOR DONKEY RHUBARB!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0qV2t7JCAQ&list=RDG0qV2t7JCAQ&start_radio=1
Reminds me of a story, about 30 or 40 years ago we had a party, and the next day while I was cleaning up I decided it was bad to waste booze so I poured all the dregs of the leftovers into a cup with some coffee and drank it, sort of the hair of the dog theory. Any I was telling my wife about it and she rolled her eyes and said "I can smell the liquor on your breath!" so that's what we named the cocktail...
https://werisewines-bottleshop.square.site/product/moxie-mule-strawberry-rhubarb-vermouth/DL3MPWTJWLMPQIN42UNUVLH3?cfa=gpl&channel=CH_qXhrjM7wVcMZO4ueAVEe3iw9A9vMuF7v2trfYRlQuYC&gad_source=1&gad_campaignid=23362966528&gbraid=0AAAAA-QmAJ6fgk7r9jo5dvVP-ustVk0cx&gclid=Cj0KCQjw6_HSBhCpARIsANvVltaTvy99eM1ZxHOnVtdoq_hfZUFcohSHVYj0YOhq2ir88EEDABJOuLIaAr_bEALw_wcB
Once, visiting my girlfriend's Italian relatives, they offered me some tomato wine. They all laughed when I accepted. It was truly awful.
I met my husband when we lived in Tampa Bay in the late 90's, and had a home in Gulfport, a suburb of St. Pete. Gulfport was 1 bridge from the beach. We had a winery in town, the Florida Winery (https://floridawine.com/), that made wine out of EVERYTHING. Mainly citrus, but also watermelon, cranberry and strawberry. The "tour" of the winery consisted of walking through the retail shop to the sampling bar where the docents (mainly elderly women) would sit us down and start pouring samples for us to try. One for each of us, one for them. They would open at around 10 in the morning, and by mid-afternoon, the docents were pretty well adorably lit. "Thish wine makes the BESHT pie!" (I came to realize it was not so much a PIE as opening a Key Lime pie from the Publix around the corner along with the bottle).
That said, seeing the troth of advertisements for wine coolers, Florida Winery was one of the first in the nation to offer "freezer bags" of wine! St. Pete had a "NO BOTTLES ON THE BEACH!" law, and the bags were the way they got around it. We're get a 6-pack wine assortment , pop them in the freezer, go to the beach and by the time we were ready, we had "wine-ice" coolers ready to enjoy. Seagram's does that today with their daqueris and margaritas.
looking cute Robyn, even when low key
Around 10-15 years before the Wine Cooler Era there was Boone's Farms Strawberry Hill Wine and BF Apple Wine. Their entry into the market coincided with my completion of HS, my entry into college, and after a couple more years, my attainment of age 18 when I could legally buy the stuff (in NY). In my well-quenched view, these should be regarded as the "proto wine coolers."
I'm pretty sure I saw all those Seagram's ads because I watched TV in 1987, and it had to have been on heavy rotation given the talent level involved, but I have no recollection of seeing this. And, like most Americans, I have a catalog of thousands of ads/jingles/TV show intros embedded in my brain. If I'm in a coma near death and someone sings "Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip...", you know I spring up, escape Death's doorway, and give Gilligan his due.
You look good in that picture...thanks for the wine fun!
Those are some judgemental kittehs! Cats are alwasy giving your the side-eye when they think you aren't looking. And they don't care if you catch them!
Dad brewed strawberry/rhubarb wine, usually 5 gallons per batch. I don't know what variety of yeast he used but it came out to 14.5% ABV. Kick ass shiit.
Because I am a WINNER and a mothefucking FASHION ICON.
Have you been struck with a sudden urge to shower us with money and jewels?
Why yes, I just have. Thank you.
What a handsome brace of felids for the Caturday Pet Pic! 😻
This is almost worth the amount of climate that had to be sacrificed to produce it.
https://democraticunderground.com/100221384826
Ma-Ha-Haaaaaaa!
Katrina & The Waves - Red Wine And Whiskey
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KSg8vPyCqeY
I can see the difference but it's not a $2147.50 upcharge difference, so, yeah, a total guerilla fashionista victory. Plus: hair, eyes and - if I may say so - lips, also winning.
Is there a decimal error? I think $214 for that shirt would be pretty steep.