A friend once emailed to let me know that she had responded to reading something I’d written by expelling a moderate to large quantity of wine through her nostrils. That epiphany, in addition to lending new meaning to the notion of a “wine’s nose,” has since transmogrified into a personal credo:
If this has made just one person spew Pinot Noir through his or her nose,
then it’s all been worth it
You’ve been a great audience. Drive carefully on the way home.
