want some merlot folks?

One time on a winery tour in Sonoma I read that vines that face adversity produce the best wine. I went there with Liam. We had been having a long-distance relationship. He decided to come to San Francisco for a ten-day visit. “Ten days!” my girlfriends cried. “That’s too long.” “What are you going to do with him for ten days?” But I wasn’t worried. Not really. I felt like finding out. We took a trip to Sonoma in my 15-year-old red hatchback. We were happy and tipsy and drawing our dream homes on napkins like fourth graders. A pool. An orangerie. A skate-ramp. A waiter raised a bottle to us and said in a thick accent, “Want some merlot folks”. Liam’s face looked shocked. “Excuse me?” he said. After the waiter walked away he leaned towards me and said, “I thought he said want some merlot fucks”. I laugh almost spitting out my wine.

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2 Responses to “want some merlot folks?”

  1. Cheri says:

    Only the best kind!

  2. Linda says:

    So, do you have a skate ramp at your house now? :)

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