Last week I was in Arkansas and I didn’t see Bill C. This week I was in Atlanta and Bill C. met me for lunch (he was the key note, so a few hundred others joined us.) Kinda odd, but even odder – I packed my schoolgirl costume just in case (c’mon, I was an intern in the 90s).
Oddest of all, however, I was dining in Wynne, Arkansas – 70ish miles from the Memphis airport — at the local country club (that’s another story) and there on the wine list (by list I mean 1 white, 1 red) was Washington wine. In Arkansas! I was pretty impressed and immediately ordered a glass of Snoqualmie Riesling. A generous pour arrived in a huge goblet — white…and warm. Tempting to toss in a few ice cubes (97 degrees out), but I couldn’t do it, so I just drank the white half. Cheers!
Posted by Teri Citterman