I have to tell you a funny story.
On Sunday, we had our 'St George family' Christmas party. 3 of my brothers, and 1 sister. It really was fun, had a great time. It is rare that all of us get together at the same time here.
Anyway, Sharon sneaks into the kitchen and hands me a gift. (We draw names in the family, and she hadn't drawn us, so I wasn't expecting anything). It was a stocking with a nice bottle of Merlot.
I said... "Aww! That is so sweet! Thank you". 
She says... "I didn't know what kind you liked, so I asked the store.
This is what they told me.
So.. put it in the freezer to get it cold quick, and open it. I'd love to try some Mer- lot." (Pronounced with the T)
I said... "Um, you drink it room temperature"
She looked at me like I was crazy, and said "Nevermind. Gross. You got a beer? "
