On a day like to day, the day before we celebrate our ancestors, I reflect with the rest of the world celebrate life. in a reflection and through an exploration of self, we play, and dance the dance of dark or light. Happy Halloween. The dark months of celebration are upon us. Winter is almost here.
How do you costume you on this day of experimental faces. Me, I seldom do. Yet I enjoy the extravagance of others. Be that slutty cat if you want or be that naughty witch. Try to fool us as that unlikely super hero. (trust me to tight and false muscles is not fooling anyone but we love your freedom with it.) Feel what you want to feel on this night. Express what you choose to express. Who am I to judge.
This day can get dark. In fact, not long ago I felt a ghost and then told her story. It got Dark, scary and a sad feeling lingered but then we remembered flowers... bubles, aromas of green apples, lemon zest, honeysuckle, and tropical fruit. The light entered back in to the story.
I choice the light, I like to celebrate. Playfull I prefer the story has a Champagne ending. Soft on the front of the palate with nice lingering acidity on the finish. Flavors of fresh green apple and pineapple with great structure from top to bottom. We drink Gruet Blanc de Blanc and play flip the script. Its time to dance