Whether you remember the summer reading list as a chore or, like the BrixChicks, love that Summer Slowdown finally means a chance to read (okay, watch TV) for pleasure, we wanted to host this Wine Blogging Wednesday around an imaginative (okay, imaginary) topic:
What wine would your favorite fictional character drink?
So whether you think Anastasia would serve Christian Fifty Shades of vin gris or you think Proust was really thinking Remembrances of Pinots Past we want to hear which character and what wine and why.
Here’s an example:
Scarlett looked down at the small chip that marred the last of the remaining wine goblets. “Damn Yankees!” And without the money from Rhett she would never be able to pay the taxes on Tara. Alcohol always helped, but Rhett liked the finer things and she was dead broke. What would she pair with the grilledBut here are the guidelines:
pork chops possum legturnips in the picnic basket?
Louis Jadot to the rescue! Their Beaujolais Villages 2010 had an elegant refined flavor and texture. He would never guess that this 100% Gamay beauty only set her back $10.95! The pigeage accomplished in open fermentation casks resulted in clean flavors of fresh red fruit with peppery spice notes. That clean refreshing acidity would buoy his spirits and convince him to help. Oh, yes. This lovely wine would make him give a damn!
So it’s kind of like “Fight Club”: there are no rules (Hey! I wonder what Chuck Paluhniak would drink?)
- Think of a favorite character. Any genre, any timeline, any story. We’ll even take whatever Axl Rose would slurp as he welcomed you to the jungle.
- What wine would he/she/it drink? Tell us about the wine. Work it into the story.
- Extra credit for those who write a scene with the wine
- Your deadline is Wednesday, July 25th
Operators are standing by waiting to be dazzled by your prose, so please let us know:
- Leave a comment here: Brixchicks #wbw79
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- Email WBW79 at brixchicks dot com
- If you are thinking of dressing up as your character, We LOVE that! Instagram us: brixchick_Liza
- Be sure to use the #WBW79 hashtag.
Summer reading, summer wine. A chance to take a character you love serve them wine and share the story! So pass it along! Can’t wait to read your entries!
BONUS: There will be a prize for the best entry. More on that later, but if you like wine and stories, you will love this prize.
Love this idea & will share it with my literary wine-loving girlfriends. Must go grab a fav book and a glass for inspiration!
What a great idea! I won ribbons for winning the summer reading library contests when I was a kid. I was a sweet little bookworm. :) I look forward to reading the entries.
What fun!! Thanks for hosting a great prompt!
Hello Chicks! Not sure where you wanted my entry, but here it is:
This was a lot of fun! I had a great time writing this and it made me think of other great books to pair wine with.
Katniss Everdeen drinks Sofia Rose:
In the time before Panem, I guess people my age weren’t allowed to drink alcohol. Haymitch told me as much when he had time to talk between swigs of his awful booze. Imagine a world where the adult didn’t let kids do things because it was considered unhealthy. A world where children weren’t used as pawns for a vicious game of control and survival. I am thinking about this when Gale shows me the bottle he spotted during our hunt outside District 12. The bottle has a curious shape—like what humans used to call a bowling pin—and contains a dark pink liquid, the same shade of my lips when I’ve been running after wild game and a little out of breath and slightly sweaty. The pretty label shows small leaves and lettering, but the words that stand out are a bold black Sofia and then Rose in a girlish pink script. I wonder about how life must have been in a time when people had their names written on their own bottles and about who this Sofia Rose had been, how sad she must have been to discover she'd lost her bottle in the woods. After Gale manages to pop out the cork, he hands me the bottle, but I hesitate, thinking that since my name isn’t Sofia Rose, this drink doesn’t belong to me. He shrugs and takes a swig instead and expresses surprise at how light and sweet it tastes. He takes another long sip and then pulls out the bread he’d brought for us, chewing on a piece while he ponders. I reach for the bottle and bring it to my lips, feel the cool liquid swish over my tongue and then flow down my throat. It is delicious. I suddenly envision Sofia Rose as someone like me, a girl I could be friends with. Or maybe we’d be too similar to be friends, but we’d appreciate each other. Help each other out when things got really rough. And then for some reason, I picture Peeta, and I feel something I don’t want to feel right now. I don’t want to think about him or the Capitol or the Games, so I take another drink and let the crisp fruit and honey sensation envelop me.
Just in case, here's my Wine Blogging Wednesday post:
Here's mine--it includes my friend Henny's.
Really cool and unique theme this month, Liza. There is a clever cliche about being better late than never. I'm not sure a cliche is ever clever, but I just posted by WBW79 entry as I just realized my auto post did not work, and I've been busy being busy. Anyway, here is a link to my WBW79 post -- Merlot for Miles (as in Sideways Miles):
See you in PDX - cheers!
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