I don’t know what got in to me, but I have a confession to make. Are you sitting down? OK, here goes…

alcohol free wine

I haven’t had a drop of wine in almost three weeks. Yes, me, the woman who wholeheartedly believes that a meal without wine is called ‘breakfast’. I decided to torture myself with a dry spell that lasted an eternity. Why? Because I wanted to see if relinquishing my mealtime glass would make me look ten years younger and cinch my waist.
Neither happened, I am sorry to report. The only positive thing was that I  drank water by the bucketful. Sparkling water was literally coming out of my nose, and lunch out on Saturdays was oh so boring. I would stare longingly at my hubby’s well-chosen glass, wondering what I was achieving with this martyrdom.
Wine and good food really do go together like peas and carrots. Or better. Words can’t express the agony of not being able to pair my seafood salads with a crisp Sauvignon or my steak with a ballsy Cabernet!
I finally came to my senses when I tried to replace my glass at dinnertime yesterday with ALCOHOL-FREE wine. How I survived that one is anyone’s guess. The stuff had the nose of dishwater with a hint of dog piss. The taste? Like sour, unripe grapes topped with sugar in a vain attempt to salvage them. I don’t recommend you EVER do this. EVER. If you don’t want to drink wine for a while (or can’t for some reason), take heed and stick to water.
As for me, I already have a bottle of REAL French Chardonnay chilling in the fridge. The dry spell ends TODAY! Vive la France!

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