Römerhof Zweigelt Trocken
It’s the kind of bottle that, if it were down your end of the table, you might put yourself through it. You might.
But you won’t; you’re strong—the kind of person who can say, “Anybody else want this? No? I think I see a space for it down your end….No? Look, just pass me that other bottle and put this one there. Yeah. Perfect.” And you can get it out, away from you. Because you don’t need this. Your life’s full of enough troubles as it is. It’s hard being you; it’s hard being at the top. But someone’s gotta do it. And, yeah, turns out you drew the short straw.
So, put this rubbish out of sight and reach for that nice bottle that someone else brought. You’re sharing yours, right? Only fair they all get passed around. There you are. That’s better. “No, Stephen, it’s really nice. Might be an acquired taste…don’t know if you know much about wine. But, go ahead, pour yourself as much as you like.”
And you settle back. Pity you didn’t have any time to bring anything for the potluck: would’ve been better than this stuff. But, then again, not everyone has the time. Nor the skill, it seems. Guess you’ll just have to dig in and make the best of it anyway.
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