Stream of Conscience

One of the tidbits the blogging gurus give is to resurface old posts.  Well, I don’t have any old posts here, but I do them at the very first Stream of Conscience.  So I took a look at my first month’s posts (October 2006), and present (slightly editted) pieces from one of them.

One of the items I found at the grocery store was a “log” of mozzarella cheese (not the part-skim American stuff, the creamy mozzarella di bufala of Italy) wrapped in prosciutto. It didn’t have a price on it, but decided I’d take a chance and buy it anyway.  It was only $5.00, not a bad price for a little piece of heaven.

I thought back to my Navy tour of duty in Naples, Italy; and how a loaf of crusty bread, a “ball” of mozzarella di bufala, and a bottle of white wine made for an easy & tasty (if not well-balanced) evening meal. Good times.

Wow!  A Sea Story before I even had the category!  Here’s another one, also from Naples days:

One Christmas, four of us (two friends and a helicopter pilot from one of the ships in port) went searching for something to eat and a good time. The plan was to stop at a road-side rosticceria where-ever the afternoon took us. We even had the foresight to bring along a cork screw for the wine. Turns out we didn’t need it. All the wine bottles had screw tops.

Years later, I told this story to my friend Dave (not the same Dave from yesterday).  He owns part of a winery and has learned quite a bit about the business. (I also think he drinks most of the profits, but that’s another story. )   He told me the wine industry was finding that screw caps are just as effective as corks.  Indeed, tonight’s wine, 4 Emus shiraz, has a screw top. And it’s pretty darned good.

I just hope I can keep enough around for tomorrow when I get to play my Supernatural drinking game. (Gosh, I love that show!)

That last paragraph tickles me.  I still love Supernatural, but  I don’t think I’m as invested in it as I was back at the beginning of season 2.  Oh hell, who am I kidding?