Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Continuing the saga of the corkscrew
So tonight, after two or three nights of confusion over the opening of a bottle of wine they rang me back after I'd placed my order. Would I mind if they opened the bottle downstairs (all of 1 floor below) or would I prefer if the waiter opened it in my room. *shrug* I doubt if they spat or peed into the bottle between opening and delivery; it certainly doesn't taste like they did!
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