I just have to shout out to Lanchi for bringing me not one, but TWO wine openers yesterday. Her husband works in the wine business and gets these free, which is great because I have managed to lose ALL of mine.
And this is a problem. Especially when you go thrifting with your friend Lanchi and all you really want to do afterwards is go have a glass of wine at the wine bar across the street and they are closed for the holiday even though the holiday isn’t until TOMORROW!!! And there is no other decent place for a glass of wine in your neighborhood so you go home and try to open a bottle and it WON’T OPEN!!! So you try your Brookstone air-blower/poker/wine-opener thingie but you’ve already put a hole in the cork and now that thing is useless, not to mention dangerous. And you’re a mom of a small boy toddler who has one good night off a week (and one of you has TWO small boys) and you’re about ready to break that thing off on the counter when you suddenly feel a surge of super-human, bionic-ish strength and that fucker finally comes out. Ahhhh…
Where was I? Oh, problems. Yes, I clearly have them. But the wine opener disappearance thing was especially troubling because, as my husband wrote back to me after I jubilantly messaged him this picture of the new one she gave me, “I think that’s funny in the milieu of the last few weeks. Super achievers: check. Capable of keeping at least one good wine opener in house: fail.” (Disclaimer: he’s speaking about himself as a super achiever, though. I am grateful he shares his credentials with me but I’m just pretty much a normal achiever.) But it seems like it would be pretty easy to just keep at least ONE wine opener in the house, considering how many I’ve actually owned in my life and now can no longer locate which is a lot.
So, Lanchi, I thank you again. Both for your thoughtfulness and for sticking with me when that bottle wouldn’t open.