Ok, I know we all have our own neuroses; some people have to lock and unlock the door before leaving in the morning, some people have to turn the light switch on and off before shutting it off, some people insist on having all of the labels on the cans face a specific way (yes, this was Tony, my stepfather). I heard stories that my father always had to leave through the same door he entered, so if he came in through the front door but was having a BBQ in the yard he would still need to leave through the front door (for those of you who don’t know, I really didn’t know my father, he died when I was 1 ½ years old). My point is we all have “our thing”.
I myself have many quirks; I despise black ink – it is like nails on a chalkboard to me; I only write with a blue or pink pen! I always have to wear a ring when I leave the house. I think bad think bad things happen if I am not wearing black in some part of my outfit. But my biggest neurosis is in regard (grr this word, some of you reading this will understand what I mean, those who don’t just ignore this) to champagne. I have no idea WHY, but I ALWAYS have to have a bottle of champs in my wine fridge, and I will not open that bottle unless I have one to immediately replace it! So if you popped over tonight and wanted to pop the bottle of champagne, I wouldn’t do it! When I know I am going to have champagne I go out and buy a replacement bottle first!
Kind of crazy, huh? It is ok, I own it. Now you know what you can bring over next time you stop by! A bottle of Champs is always a great idea (Domaine Chandon Brut is my bubbles of choice)! And yes, I know true champagne comes from Champagne, France and bubbles made elsewhere is called sparkling wine; I choose to call it ALL champagne!
This craziness went away for a while when I first moved to California. A year later I am sad to say it’s baaaaack!