We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
We like big bottles for holidays, but they will want to breathe for a few hours.
That's a double magnum of Pol Roger (no breathing), a Jeroboam of 1994 Col di Sasso Tuscany cabernet/sangiovese, a double magnum of Meeker Sonoma Merlot 2002, and a couple of bottles of late bottled Ramos Pintos 1998 Port. Those late-bottled vintage ports are a good deal, and ready to drink. Martinelli's for the teetotalers (in the fridge, not photogenic).
Plenty nice enough for a proletarian, gun totin', pa'tridge huntin', dog lovin', Bible-clingin' proud Yankee red-necked Mayflower farmin' family. We'll have some cheap seegars, too. Everybody will sleep well... and far more comfortably than their Pilgrim ancestors ever did.
Nice picture on the wall? I like Cape Codder John Grillo. Chatted with him several times. He's still alive, and one day I might be able to afford another one of his purty pitchers of nekked gals and dancers before he goes to the great art studio in the sky. I hope to see him this summer, well-aged (b. 1917) but alive and still working all day, every day.
My beloved was recognized for his life's work . The event was in Australia and for five days we were treated to the finest wine. When I came home and back to reality I cried for a month everytime I went to purchase a bottle for us--I was spoiled!
However, Port has attached itself in my life in some strange way. It is the only beverage that I feel very specific about. I want my glass of port when it is quiet in the evening when I can read in front of the fire and not be disturbed by anyone! That drink is specific to a good book, my beloved music, warm comfort, and self. Though, I enjoy it as you suggest--I am always a little surprised to find it out of "context".
Got the bourbon, though. Buffalo Trace. Fine stuff.
They also make Pappy Van Winkle, which I'm still dying to try.
Thanksgiving doesn't see us buying really good wine. Middle of the road stuff (mainly because I don't drink much wine anymore, it's starting to disagree with me), since it's just family and most of them are well along by the time dinner is served.
I stick to beer now (homemade or craft brews).
However, at Christmas, we get the good stuff for our dinner guests.
Like apple pie (#3) I like mine in the evening as I sit and read a book, it's quiet, had a nice dinner, it's a nice winder downer.
FYI, breathing a bottle of wine, especially a big one, by taking the cork out for a few hours does absolutely nothing at all since there is virtually no air flow through that little neck. You need decanters, or just swirl your wine around in the glass for a bit after you pour it.