Posted by Chris on September 7, 2008
More research is needed to confirm the headline but I think it can be done. Anyone want to chime in?
Kate of “What Katy Did…” tells of her, um, research into how mulled wine might prevent or, at least, not cause hangovers. I have done research that ended with quite the opposite result but I am still exceptionally interested in what she has to say about the subject. Ok, maybe her discover should be classified as something more like accidental than researched.
Either way, it’s a good account…
I had a very weird experience on Sunday morning: I awoke without a hangover… Having supped the previous night on a concoction of champagne, white wine, red wine, mulled wine and some suspicious clear liquid that appeared in a cup by my chair sometime shortly after 2am I was prepared for the worst.
read on.
Posted by Chris on September 2, 2008
I thought this was cool. So, it’s not really a poem about mulled wine but it does mention mulled wine.
Anyway, thanks, Tom, for your poem with mulled wine. We like it.
A Sudden Urge to Dance
You eyes look across, past the comfortable circle
of laughing friends, all happily talking at once,
their plates half empty, their wine glasses half full,
their talk full of art and music and hope and habit.
You look past the table, past the warm oak paneling
through the broad glass windows
and into the garden
to the man waltzing in the rain.
What madness makes a man dance so
when the winds of November
whip cold drops of near snow
like icy daggers?
What inner fire warms his eyes,
defies the coming winter
and even in the late autumn mist
shouts joy and passion?
And you wonder,
why is it, that here in the warmth of the teahouse,
safe in the womb of your dinner conversations
and warm mulled wine
you have an urge to step into the falling darkness
and dance in the flowerless garden?
Tom is a creative guy who shares what pours from his head on his blog. Take a look.
Posted by Chris on August 14, 2008
This one is near and dear to me since I am a kayaker. It gets a big cool gluhwein (mulled wine) moment gold star.
This group of five kayakers went paddling in Trial Bay on the SE coast of Tasmania, Australia. I want an invitation next time they go.
They were pretty laid back about the trip (my favorite way to paddle) and drank mulled wine in the evenings - another one of my favorite things.
Ok guys, next time you go, invite ME! I will bring all the mulled wine you want!
Posted by Chris on June 25, 2008
Rebecca Laffar-Smith of Writer’s Round-About posed a thoughtful question:
If you could live for a month in one world or time period from a novel you’ve read, which would you choose, and why?
I love her answer and agree whole-heartedly.
I would LOVE to experience a medieval world. Any story that goes back to a time when people peed in chamber pots, clattered swords against battered sheilds, paid their levy in grain or pigs to the land baron, and served mulled wine with broth and bread at a nearby tavern, captivates me. These are also the stories I love to write; an era that holds my heart.
What guy doesn’t like to think of himself in a musty tavern with his shield and breast plate laid by the hearth and his sword dangling at his side, slamming a stein of mulled wine on the table as he eyes the maidens and laughs with his comrades, glad to be resting after surviving another day of battle for the King?
Sure, it’s a bit dreamy but it still makes me thirsty.
Posted by Chris on June 15, 2008
Mulled wine and a book? When I look down and see this on my table I know it’s a nice day. It might make me wonder why I decided to buy a Polish book, though. Hmmm, that’s Polish, right? Anyway, it’s a lovely photo and definitely a gluhwein moment.
This photo is from wiosaana at Stop the Moments where you can see more of her lovely photos.
Posted by Chris on June 5, 2008
Snooker, in Berlin, of Snooker in Berlin lists “…The Best Parts about Living in Germany” and gluhwein is one of them. Ok, so really she lists it as a sub-heading of the great wines but that’s what it is anyway.
Some of her favorite things about living in Germany include:
- 28 days of vacation
- Closely physical AND emotional proximity to other countries and cultures
- Slower, more relaxed, pace of life
- Free-thinking Berlin
- The Graffiti
- The cleanness of the city (see #5 and question #6 like I did?)
- Great “wondrous” food
- The drinks - radler, wines, and GLUHWEIN gluhwein gluhwein
- Solid public transportation
- Holidays, especially Christmas Markets
I don’t think she left anything out except maybe how friend and family oriented Germans tend to be - at least all the Germans I have met and know. They have displayed some of a greatest and most creative acts of friendship I have seen - stuff you think you’d only read about.
