“Wine speaks to all the senses: the eyes behold the color, tone, and shade; the nose, the bouquet, the fingers and lips caress the cool crystal; the ears delight in the subtle swishing of the liquid; the tongue rejoices in the reward of a rich harvest.” – Mary Lou Posch, wine lover
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- May the Irish hills caress you.
- In our life there is a single color, as on an artist’s palette, which provides the meaning of life and art. It is the color of love.
- And thou shalt give to me health, life,
- And thou shalt give to me health, life, long existence, and prolonged reign
- I am AWOL,” said Pig. He closed his eyes. Fu came back with beer. “Oh boy, yeah” said Pig. “I smell Ballantine.
- To stare too intently at a glass of beer, or sniff it too obviously
- Wine is for sharing. What’s the fun of swirling, swishing
- “Nothing is more pleasurable than to sit in the shade, sip gin and
- ‘Tis better to buy a small bouquet And give to your friend this very day,
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