Following Mr. Floorburn's lead, I would like to buy us all a coupla plane tickets over to enjoy the crowded beaches/oranges of Valencia, the proud flamboyance of Gaudi's column(s), men swinging around red blankets, and the neighbouring boot two doors down; all for 9 bones at the BCL. Uncorking a bottle of Almansa-Piqueras Marques De Rojas, one can pretty much already taste the sun. It's a tight pair of white shorts decanting a thirsty Johnson. The sun-kissed torso bent heroically away from crooked legs. A magical carpet ride to an all-inclusive. We have made it! This is the hot seat! Replenish.
2 comments:
ah, the crowded oranges of Valencia !
Welcome Don !
hey, just last night guests of ours brought us a bottle of this very same wine...
i read her your review of the wine before we opened it....
she said "yeah, that sounds just like it !"
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