I’m sure all of you technology addled fools who have never so much touched grass so much as worked a vineyard would have many questions about my arrogant and foolish younger brother. Well, ask away. I’ll spill that tea he’s so fond of drinking.
I’m sure all of you technology addled fools who have never so much touched grass so much as worked a vineyard would have many questions about my arrogant and foolish younger brother. Well, ask away. I’ll spill that tea he’s so fond of drinking.
I stomp it with my own feet! Of course it’s as you kids say nowadays ‘all that’! Why I would contend that our fine sauvignon which was particularly pleasant this year could even be described in your crudely modern vernacular as "all that and a bag of pomme frites or ‘Potato Chips’ as you would no doubt prefer! Perhaps to someone who’s palette is no doubt as tainted by science and technology as your personality such a well crafted libation would be wasted. You’d be better off drinking the fermented runoff from the Boimler’s raisin farm down the road. Also I just pour a bunch of stuff from my garage into it to make it make me feel better about all this space nonsense.