This is such an interesting and rich (in life's experiences) forum to feel a part of. But I am going to opt out of "serious" tonight - lest I get "serious". Instead, I will only tell you about what is not in my cup - but in my wineglass.
In the middle to late 60s I and my university friends were consuming vast amounts of pasta and drinking "affordable" (not to be confused with "cheap") wine. One of the favourites was MATEUS. After all these years I wondered how it might react with my now oh-so-sophisticated-and-world-wise-palate. Well, I am happy to tell you I still like it a lot. Tonight's lasagna has been consumed, and here I sit, pecking away with two fingers, and enjoying yet another glass of the blast from the past - MATEUS. Later, perhaps when the bottle has been emptied (I think it spoils in the fridge if left overnight) I may migrate to the green tea. But for now, I feel at peace to be saying hello to all of you - and to be sipping my Portuguese ambrosia.
