The (Dreaded?) Return from a long, wine dazed Break...

...Though for sure and indeed not a break from the wine daze...
The holidays of 2009 - spent in the frozen tundra which is my "other" home - the lovely, albeit frigid, home town of Minneapolis, Minnesota. Luckily (and certainly not coincidentally) there was no shortage of wine (and occasional spirits) to help warm (all) our parts and souls - and to soothe and comfort the passing of our very own "Reine du Vin" - la maitresse who can be held accountable for the beginning of not only my - but that of our whole family line's wine daze.

Grandmere, ceci est pour toi...

...Not a break from the sipping, savoring, and, well, altogether drinking, of wine, but rather a break from reporting on it and about it; A break from the madness of the city, the banality (and occasional madness) of the 9-5 work day, and from the trekking and schlepping that comes with living in NYC - and Astoria...but no break - not a day or a meal - without the soothing and familiar feel and taste of wine on the pallet.
And now, for something I rarely do: A listing of all that was savored (to the best of my memory, which is focused wholly on memories made with my amazing family and trusted friends; memories in different settings, ambiance, etc, etc...