I will star any and all Terry Pratchett-related comments.

She’s just vegetarian, not vegan, so cheese should be fine (I think, unless her faith is no cow or cow-products). I’m definitely not defending her - she’s an idiot.

Romaine and arugula together make the perfect salad base. And I am an official Salad Hater.

I am always around to commiserate with.

The winemaker at my last job let me go up the ladder to smell the fermenting pinot two years ago, luckily with the warning to waft the fumes toward me instead of sticking my head right over it. Passing out and falling off a 20-foot ladder onto the concrete would be my dumb way to die. I’m just glad the destemmer is…

Inside the Fermentors. Which is where I keep the bodies, so maybe not....

Swear to god, one of the questions I was asked the most was, “So, how do you not just, like, drink all day?”

I’m in compliance, so luckily things are much quieter in my job than in the boy’s. Thank goodness. I don’t miss the truckloads of tourists that would come to my bar on a 95-degree September afternoon complaining that they came all this way to see people pick the grapes, and why weren’t people picking right now!? Or…

What really sucks is when the cork smells fine but there’s still a fault in the wine.

Dammit. We might as well just watch the whole, perfect thing.

I didn’t even know I wanted this but I want it more than I have ever wanted anything.