I scheduled the whole party a month ago, and didn’t realize that I was scheduling it a day before Easter. Who thinks about chocolate rabbits and resurrections in February? Whatever.
Earlier in the week I let my friend convince me to go shopping at Costco after I had a few beers. It’s not good to shop at Costco without absolute mental clarity. Because I saw a huge jar of pickles and thought “I bet fourteen people eating burgers can burn through that” and now I have a HUGE JAR OF PICKLES.*
I used white zinfandel for sangria. Okay, so, maybe that didn’t work.
I dealt from the bottom of the deck when I wasn’t paying attention.
I write too much on this dumb site; some of the guests, in honor of the post below, brought me a stick of pepperoni and I didn’t get it at first.**
*But I’ll eat them. I love pickles.
** But I’ll eat it. I love pepperoni.
my mother once told a fellow teacher she thought a little frog figurine in a shop was cute. the colleague told a friend, who told a friend ... from then on, every gift-giving opportunity that arose, my mother received frog figurines. from everyone. for the next fifteen years.
you may be cursed with pepperoni from internet gifters for a while, that’s all i’m saying.
Size has no relative quality in Costco. I have the vat o’ mayo to prove it.
Enjoy the pickles and pepperoni...not at the same time.
Next time I see you, I am bringing pepperoni soup and mincemeat pie. And a throw for the new couch.
Pickles and pepperoni......hmmmm....sounds like someone is pregnant.
Not that size matters… but was it a Costco pepperoni?
The other mistake you made was not inviting me. Dude, I can’t play poker worth crap. What’s that they say about a fool and her money? Yeah. You could have cleaned up, big time. “Big mistake. Huge. I have to go shopping now.”
I bought a Campbell’s Soup at Hand, Pizza Soup for lunch yesterday in your honour.
I take it you didn’t see “Because of Winn Dixie” when Dave Matthew’s character shows up at the party with...a huge jar of pickles.
fyi...here’s my favorite sangria recipe…
http://www.globalgourmet.com/food/special/chacha/sangria.html
I was the big-ass winner at poker this weekend. That does not have too much to do with your post, but I just had to tell someone.
I may need to have a special sangria party just so I can exorcise this demon…
How will you do that? Cardio Kick boxing?
Sorry I missed it. Had I been there, you would not be stuck with all those extra pickles and pepperoni meats.
How come you didn’t ask for our favorite Sangria recipe? Mix equal parts Cabernet Sauvignon (Gallo jug will do-doesn’t have to be expensive) and Vodka. Add some fruit juice, lemon slices, and you’re all set. Freeze some of it in ice cube trays and add to mix after frozen.
who drinks sangria at a poker party?! where’s the rot-gut beer, whiskey and stogies?
i think you know who you should have asked for a sangria recipe. sheesh.
I knew I’d hear from you on that. All I can say is, I didn’t think I’d actually screw it up.
Follow this simple maxim in future culinary endeavors: NEVER, EVER, USE WHITE ZINFANDEL FOR ANYTHING. Don’t buy it, don’t accept it as a gift, don’t even make eye contact with it at Costco. You’re lucky all you got was shitty sangria—others have lost marriages, sunk into drug addiction and started middle east wars, all because they listened to the little white zindandel devil on their left shoulder.
Oh, I love you too, sweetie!
I have to say that Geoff is right. There was a heady time, back in the mid 90s, when my stomach lining was young, I was 10 feet tall and bulletproof, when I was actually a wino for a time. Me and this Columbian girl named, Natalia. Yes, I think her name was Natalia. We became winos together.
It was fantastic, we drank gallons upon gallons of White Zin, and alomst flunked out of Penn State.
Later, Natalia and the Zin long gone, I slipped into drug addiction, drug dealing, was arrested, went to prison, all kinds of bad shit. Now, I work for a lawyer. Again, more bad shit.
I used to blame it on bad judgment. Now, I know it was that demon wine.
Thanks Geoff
Wanna go to Costco this weekend?