Share It To Enjoy It

It has always irked me that my husband and I do not ever share a bottle of wine.  I am an incurable romantic and there is just something about sharing a bottle of wine that to me makes it special.  I prefer organic, red, and French or Cabernet Sauvignon.  Once my husband DID discover a type of “red delicious” wine he really liked … it was out of a box — in a refrigerator.  So, we have been in our separate corners, with him preferring some type of beer and me preferring wine.  And then on this last trip to Paris we’d been walking all day and I was really hot.  Warm, heavy wine did not sound appealing but they did have cold bottles of French beer.  I got us both one and we sat down for a second in the shade to relax.  My taste in beer runs pretty much to Tecate, an inexpensive Mexican beer which is great in a salt-rimmed, frosted glass with Tex-Mex.  I also have an obsession with dark blue; for whatever reason I gravitate toward it.  So I got the blue one for me and the green for Burk.  We both didn’t love ours and we decided to switch.  Et voilà!  He preferred the blanc and I liked the fuller bodied one.  I cannot explain if it was the heat coming off the cement or the condensation trickling down the bottle, but I have never loved a beer more.  I did not even know the French made beer!  And it apparently has 350 years of history behind it.  We’re still not exactly sharing the same bottle, but we have both discovered another shared love about France.  The United States radio host Bernard Meltzer once said, “Happiness is like a kiss.  You must share it to enjoy it.”

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