Apparently my new wine allergy, which started about a year ago with only Pinot Grigio and then spread to every other white and now all the reds, also includes champagne. Five minutes after sucking down–uh, sipping–my first glass, before that delicious champagny buzz could even peek shyly from behind the curtain, my face was itchy and blotchy. Bah. What’s a girl to do? Wine–and champagne–are a necessary part of life as far as I’m concerned. Each time I try a different varietal, I say a little prayer that I’ll actually get to enjoy it. And each time, hives. Sigh.
Oh well, at least I had Fancy Meat Balls!