Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for March 18, 2024

…to raise a child??

In vino veritas?

From Not Always Right: They’re All Behaving Crackers, Part 2

I am visiting a friend of mine in Napa Valley who works in a well-known tasting room when a group of women (presumably a bachelorette party) walks into the room. One of the women in the group turns to me.

Woman: “It’s so pretty here and so green, but what are all the little trees planted everywhere?”

I look around the room.

Me: “What trees?”

Woman: “All the trees in a row out there? What are they?”

Me: “You mean the vines?”

Woman: “No… those!” Points

Me: “Those are the vines. This is a vineyard. You know this is a wine-tasting room, right?”

Woman: “Duh, that’s why we’re here! No need to be so rude! Just talking about the trees, God!”

Me: “Where did you think the wine came from?”

Woman: “Don’t they just get it at the store like everyone else?”

NOT my story, although my late Wife & I have been to two vineyards in Arkansas. Wiederkehr Wine Cellar was the first and Post Winery was the second.

You got that right.

For some it takes a (particular) vintage

For some people, it takes a village full of vineyards.

Sop it up saggy ole hag. Wine makes one wise. Drunks have answer for everything.

Absolutely right, Aunty!

I’ll drink to that!

Fruit of the vine!!!!!!

And then it takes a graveyard.

Aunty Acid, the only woman to drink Napa Valley DRY!

Speaking of villages, one is missing their idiot.

Whining and wining aren’t a good combination, Aunty.

Just please, one of you take it, whatever it is.