This wine is pronounced Eee-yor-ee-tee-ko. At least that’s what I scrawled down on an old movie ticket stub (Julie and Julia. I don’t clean my purse often). Every year I get to go home and visit family in La Porte, Texas, a beautiful bay side town with views that include smoke stacks and refineries and pick up trucks bearing dangling balls. Meanwhile, I have two friends who are Greek and get to go visit family in fucking Greece. Life is so unfair, but at least they bring me bottles of wine. I’d bring them a souvenir but they’re not yet interested in dangling balls.
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