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A morning without power

March 28, 2009 by Dave Knadler

Guess it’s a storm after all. The power went off at 3:30 a.m., and didn’t come back on until around 10 a.m. In the meantime, our good friends were good enough to have us over for a nice hot breakfast. Thanks, D & D!

Now everything is covered in ice and certain branches are hanging dangerously low, and wet snow is coming down hard. But the furnace is on and I’m going to take a nice hot shower while I can — day like this, you can’t take continuous power for granted.

As the picture at left suggests, we won’t be barbecuing for dinner tonight. Good Lord willing, we’ll be tasting wine and eating pizza instead. Speaking of which, here’s a poem I wrote at the request of tonight’s hosts, in praise of tonight’s featured grape:

I think that I shall never know
A wine so useful as merlot,
A modest grape that won’t offend
When crowds of people must attend.

Though other wines may have more fame,
The alcohol is much the same;
It’s not too heady, nor too light,
And usually the price is right

And though we gather just to taste,
To spit it out would be a waste
And though it’s just a tiny pour,
It’s never wrong to have some more.

But so that you will not seem dumb,
Pretend to note “a hint of plum“
And give your lips a thoughtful purse,
Allowing that you’ve tasted worse.

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Filed Under: wine, winter

About Dave Knadler

Obscure writer. Lazy photographer. Bashful guitarist. Perhaps too fond of wine. Tireless nemesis of New York Times crosswords, Wordle, Semantle and all other puzzles du jour.

Comments

  1. Jennifer Comes says

    March 29, 2009 at 11:35 pm

    Hi Dave — I’ve been reading your posts faithfully and obviously, really enjoying them. Keep up the great work. — Jennifer Comes

  2. Dave Knadler says

    March 30, 2009 at 1:58 pm

    Hi Jennifer: Thanks for checking in. I am a glutton for compliments!

  3. Jessie K says

    March 30, 2009 at 2:03 pm

    Nice, dad, nice!!

    (I can’t believe the snow!!! I guess this means a storm may be headed our way?? Ack!)

  4. Dave Knadler says

    March 30, 2009 at 3:49 pm

    Hope you were spared. It wasn’t much of a storm, historically speaking, but when the power goes out it always gets your attention.

  5. Peter Rozovsky says

    April 7, 2009 at 3:23 am

    You know, my one effort at haiku was similarly inspired by alcohol. I wrote it after a Quizzo game at Fergie’s Pub in Philadelphia:

    A gin and tonic
    Another pint of Guinness
    What was the question?

    I like merlot, by the way.
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    “Because Murder Is More Fun Away From Home”
    http://detectivesbeyondborders.blogspot.com/

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