The Bottle I Regret Not Opening
There is a bottle sitting somewhere in my cellar that I have owned for years and still have not opened. A reflection on the bottles we save for a right moment that never quite arrives, and why restraint should never be mistaken for hoarding.
The Last Drink of the Evening
Most of an evening's drinking gets planned in advance. The last drink is different, and rarely decided until the meal is already over. A reflection on what the nightcap is really for, and why it should feel like the evening exhaling, not continuing to perform.