Monday, March 26, 2007
The Slippery Slope and Those We Passed Along The Way
I believe, but can't speak for all of us, that we are fully recovered from The Bryson Sessions: Preamble on Saturday evening. No, this was not a scheduled event. Unfortunately, we did not make it to the Ortino's showing of the first installment of The Bryson Sessions on Sunday afternoon. See it happened like this... We shoulda seen it coming. It was all part of the proverbial slippery slope. Wrap up the work for the day and go to the Flying Pig "just for one or two" before we make dinner at home? HA! Well, I won't say we didn't have the right intention. Along with me for this little project were "the dead girl" and "the blonde." It all started with a guy named Pliny...the Younger, that is. Then, a guy named Bryson made himself known to us. (Enter stage left, the slippery slope.) An Old Stock (2004) from North Coast...another guy, this one named Lenny from Shmaltz...and a happy anniversary for Mr. Tod from Allagash. There was some other mysterious, but tasty, liquid in there too....and we're not even all the way down the slippery slope yet. So, after wild tales of things to remain untold, Mr. Bryson continued his wonderful county-hopping tour of the Philadelphia region and we went home for dinner. Though, the Allagash Curieux was on my mind that I just had to return for later. You think we're down the slippery slope yet? No way. What comes next on our way down the slippery slope? Well, a stop at the lodge half way down gave me some food from Mandarin and a St. Victorious from Victory. Then, it was back to the Flying Pig for round two with "the blonde" and a new batch of party people. I believe I've said enough. Oh, and one more thing...Let's just say the off-ing has been called off and is no longer in the offing. All's good again and Mrs. B can sleep well.