I've been binge drinking far too much lately. I've started dreaming about drinking wine. Food-related theft - actually no, not theft, more like exceptional greed - is also a recurring dream theme.
In my dream, I was in the middle of a wine tutorial in school. It was some Niagara red wine, some kind of cabernet or gamay. The host singled me out to talk about what I was tasting. And I was so ready. I gave a detailed tasting note and why it was a mistake to plant the varietal in Niagara, to rapturous applause. A really foxy looking girl then asked to go vineyard hopping with me.
Then I woke up. Alas, one can dream . . . one can only dream.