This afternoon I started a pot roast for supper…mmm, I love pot roast. Anyway, I went to get an open bottle of Fat Bastard Shiraz to add some wine to the dish. (No divorce daemon there,
I promise. Ok, maybe a little one.)
I grew up in the boutique wine world. You know, my parents collected wine and spirits. Dad used to belong to the Scotch Malt Whiskey Society in London and used to collect unique malts. They would travel the world and bring back different and unique wines and he would do things like open the last of his 1962 Dom Perignon to celebrate Chloe’s birth. And, being the European child I am, I used to have the smallest glass of..whatever was going…to celebrate a special occasion, and a drop of Czech rum in my tea at Christmas. I mean thimbleful glass. I mean DROP. Jon, Kers and Clover used to get their thimbleful of champagne to celebrate too, ever since they were maybe 7 or 8 yrs old. (It’s the European way)
So, truth time: I actually don’t really drink, but do enjoy a glass of wine or champagne once in a while, and Chloe and Robert don’t drink alcohol at all, but nevertheless, I’ve always wanted a wine cellar. Like always. Forever!
I’d also like to make my own wine, like be a special vintner and make spectacular boutique wine. Actually, the next time I have $20 million I don’t know what to do with, I’m so buying Chateau Alemann; my family chateau in Switzerland, and all the vineyards around. It’s on my bucket list. 🙂 Then I suppose I’ll make “Robert Won’t Drink This” Merlot and “Chloe Won’t Drink This” Pinot Blanc…lol
Anyway, the reason I’m telling you all this is that I have a lot more imagination than money and, when this little gem of a Narnia wardrobe came up for sale at the local thrift store, I snapped it up.
It sits in the lower floor of my home on some cool teracotta tiles.
A couple of years ago now R, C and I went to that box-store-that-everyone-loves-to-slate Ikea, with the measurements of the inside of the wardrobe, and found these super cool industrial shelves. They were actually made for this wardrobe! (joking, but only just)
So everyone knows that there is no way anyone over 30 can actually put Ikea pieces together, so we gave the job to C and she did it brilliantly.
I left the original coat hangers in the top and there is a box on the bottom shelf which holds all the cellerable wine, like the Chateauneuf du Pape and my favourite “champagne” Domain Chandon Blanc de Noirs. There are Italian wine pitchers, a cork screw made from 150yr old Vine and a little silver pumpkin. Apart form that, my little collection contains sparkling water, Czech rum, (absolutely the best rum in the world), a bottle of Pastis I brought from France, and a Tequila from Mexico along with the usual stuff.
And this is what can happen as a result of having a Narnia wine cellar.
You know I’m joking!
This is Morgan strung out on left-over turkey drumstick. Must have been all that Tryptophan! 🙂
I hope you’re all having a wonderful, spectacular week and thank you so much for showing Chloe all that support. She’s got scary homework now and has to get back to her university studies, but she’s so happy and proud she photographed, wrote, and managed that post and all exited to get her own website going. She did such a wonderful job that I’ve no doubt she’ll be absolutely brilliant.
So thank you; you have the best and softest little pink hearts in the world, and I’m so glad C and I have you all in our lives. 🙂