I try to like wine. I really do. But I don't like wine. Not red wine, more specifically. I like a little white wine every now and then. Which is a pity, because I really want to like red wine. It's beautiful. I tried drinking some beautifully warm mulled wine tonight. Bleagh. It smelled absoloutely delicious, and the warmth was wonderful, but the wine itself...bleagh. It's a pity. I wish I liked wine. . Rosie. PS, I don't mind red wine based soups or stews. In fact, one of my very favorite stews, the base is nearly completely red wine.
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