We gathered in the kitchen for the ritual uncorking.
Vlad’s wine tasting parties always intrigued me.
Colour a deep-vein red, bouquet lush.
Vlad raised his glass:
“To vino di sangue! This bottle has been in my family for centuries.”
I let the rim of the glass brush my lips . . . (277)
Photo by Lisa Fotios @ Pexels.com
Decanted for Kat’s twittering tales 144.
July 9, 2019 at 8:10 pm
Wonderfully ghoulish tale. I liked your link …decanted for… nice! 😉
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July 10, 2019 at 5:23 pm
I like trying to do that sort of twisty thing!
Thanks.
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July 9, 2019 at 6:53 pm
A bloody good take 💜💜
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July 10, 2019 at 5:22 pm
Thanks. Lovely pun!
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July 10, 2019 at 6:13 pm
Lol, I am glad you saw that, and that I was not being rude 🤗💜
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July 10, 2019 at 10:10 pm
Not at all rude. Thought it was wonderfully smile-worth.
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July 11, 2019 at 3:02 am
🤗😁🙃😀😀😀💜
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July 9, 2019 at 12:40 pm
A truly chilling tale.
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July 10, 2019 at 5:21 pm
Thanks. I do find Kat’s pictures tend to bring out the inner Poe in me.
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July 10, 2019 at 5:29 pm
:) ::wicked laugh::
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July 9, 2019 at 11:03 am
My Dad forgot about he had tea wine fermenting in the roof. Several years later he bottled it and in 1985 gave me a bottle. I never opened it until one of my foster boys wanted a one-on-one chat, so over the best sherry I have ever tasted and a pack of cards, we chatted. The label was dated 1973.
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July 10, 2019 at 5:21 pm
Wow! Wonderful story. Never heard of fermented tea wine before, but does sound like just the thing to have with those one-on-one chats.
My mother, her friends and I tried, unsuccessfully, several times to make dandelion wine. I was the one digging and cleaning the dandelions.
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July 10, 2019 at 5:38 pm
Dad made wine from just about anything he could grow. Most of it was lively, but some…………. a bit stinky, so pegs were optional!!
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July 9, 2019 at 9:09 am
hahahaha — let me count the ways this is just so ripe and lovely ……….
😂
cheers — to the fountain of youth 😲
(although I must say, not my cuppa or goblet or …. but then, perhaps, to be cast in a movie, just to play the ride/role? …. )
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July 10, 2019 at 5:24 pm
Infinite possibilities. Personaly, immortality sucks.
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July 11, 2019 at 7:40 am
LOL – yeah, I can’t imagine it, unless I could walk about with impunity …. oh wait …. never mind … ;)
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