Friday, October 1, 2010

Unusual Friends

            “You brought what?” Gloria moved closer and peered at the bottle in disbelief.

            “It’s a special treat,” I answered proudly. Gloria was looking at my contribution to our girls’ overnight trip. The four of us were at a gorgeous spa resort in Asheville, NC and we were determined to relax and have a great time.

            “O…kay. Darlene, you have to see this.”

            Darlene walked across the hotel room and picked up the bottle gingerly, as if it were a priceless piece of crystal. She handed it back to Gloria and then eyed me carefully. We don’t know each other very well, but I’m pretty sure we’re going to be good friends. “It was…um…nice of you to bring it,” she said. She hid a smile behind her hand.

            I grinned back at her.

            “So what is it?” Heidi asked. She hung up a dress in the mirrored closet and turned to look at us.

            I took the bottle from Gloria and walked it across the room to Heidi. She fumbled in her purse for her reading glasses, put them on, and then took the bottle from me. “Who would have thought anyone would even make something like this?” she marveled.

            “Isn’t it unusual?” I asked. “When I saw it, I just had to buy one for our trip. I bet it’ll be great!”

            “You don’t drink much, do you?” Darlene asked me.

            “Not really,” I answered. “I just figured that red wine mixed with chocolate had to be great, right? Chocolate. Red wine. What is there not to like?”

            Gloria handed me a plastic red cup. I was a little surprised to find that the bottle my chocolate wine was in had a screw cap and not a cork. I poured some into four cups and we toasted our vacation.

            “Definitely…unusual,” Gloria laughed. She took a second sip.

            “It tastes like Yoohoo with a kick.” I couldn’t help grimacing. For some reason, it wasn’t quite as good as I had expected it to be.

            “It’s not too bad,” Darlene graciously stated.

            Heidi just looked at her as if she’d gone mad. “It’s pretty bad,” she said. She took another taste anyway, just to make sure.

            “To unusual tastes and unusual friends.” Gloria lifted her glass in a toast. We happily drained our glasses.

1 comment:

  1. Now a chocolate stout on the other hand...Yum!