I knew we were running out of wine, again, so I was just about to head out yesterday afternoon to pick up an extra bottle when Graham determined that we ought to open the bottle of champagne that’s been in the fridge ever since he came home. Haven’t really fancied it because it looked like the really cheap stuff that the French use for cleaning drains.
There are four basic classes of French champagne:
- Stuff that’s so expensive that there’s no socially acceptable way to buy it
- Stuff that’s expensive but not so much so that you’d not slip a bottle in your shopping trolley to celebrate something special
- Stuff that’s quite affordable, and delicious, but it’s made outside the genuine appellation region so it can’t be labelled as champagne
- Stuff that’s genuine but is so revolting the French ought to be ashamed to sell it. Even to the English
Our bottle was from the latter class, and well down the bottom of it at that.
“This is disgusting!” I spluttered.
“Yes. But it’s better than nothing. Keep going. It’ll improve by the time you get to the bottom of the glass, just see if it don’t.”
It did, of course. And by the bottom of the second glass you’d hardly have known it was revolting at all.
Oh but this morning I have the kind of hangover they lock you up for if you stagger out into the sunlit streets of Paris before noon. The kind of hangover that makes you wish you were teetotal.
All you need today is coffee and sunshine!
Yup – throw down a couple of aspirin with Brigitte’s advice and you’re all set.
Here’s passing the aspirin. My understanding is research shows coffee of no use. I don’t remember what they said is. lol softly.
I remember meeting such a bottle once, many, many years ago. I could almost taste the hangover but couldn’t quite bring myself to pour it down the sink, so instead, I drew a bath and poured it into the tub, just so I could honestly claim I’d bathed in champagne.
Ah, but I am, LOL
Heheheh! Me, too. But, as I ‘member, lots of water was the hangover cure of choice, to wash out the toxins.
oh woe. And is Graham feeling the same this morning? Wouldn’t be fair at all if he woke up all chipper and jolly after coaxing you into this state. (grin)
Your graham is pretty tough, isn’t he?
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Oh dear, you need a good old bacon sarnie. But why on earth did you buy such an awful bottle in the first place? (If it was a gift then you are forgiven).
I have very fond memories of the 1998 Dom Perignon Dave bought to propose to me with (over breakfast) but there are so many other delicious ones out there to try as well. Num. there’s nothing wrong with buying a method champagnoise (sp) sparkline wine either – just because it’s not produced in that patch of earth doesn’t mean it’s not just as good.
Does aspirin or anything else actually cure/relieve a hangover? My migraines are like a hangover with neck pain, and nothing but anti-inflammatories works for them.
Be well soon, poor baby.
Is the hangover gone yet? Hugs……..