Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Sunday, 19 November 2017
Time for mulled wine
Something struck me recently: I haven't had mulled wine yet. This glass was drunk by my wife about a year ago in a local pub. And I am in the mood for it. Mulled wine is of course a drink associated with Christmas and I try to have one glass of it then, but we can have it before Christmastime starts officially. I usually find it all right to drink it as early as November. When it is cold outside, like now, I find it a very comforting drink. Not my drink of choice, but something I like to have to put myself in a seasonal mood. We also have a few bottles ready to use, but my wife and I cannot drink a whole bottle alone, we need guests. So ordering mulled wine in a pub is easier. Plus, the atmosphere of a pub adds to the enjoyment.
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