Manager Dad and I were in Vegas a few months ago. We went there to renew our wedding vows in because we had been married 7 years and have not cheated on each other yet. The ceremony at the Viva Las Vegas wedding chapel. Their Elvis looks NOTHING like the king but I highly recommend the "One Song Package" where for only $275, you get Elvis doing the ceremony PLUS one song at the "reception", with a photographer and free live webcam streaming thrown in. Klassy! (Ironic use of the "K" intended).
So we were celebrating after the event (which a bunch of our friends came to, and despite the ridiculousness of the situation, I got all cheesed out and emotional when we were in the middle of the vow renewal.) We ordered a bottle of wine, which was out of stock, so our waiter substituted this one instead at the same price. It was from Lamborn Family Vineyards and it was a zinfandel and it was delicious. It might have been the company (the man I LOOOOVE) the location ( Foundation room at the House of Blues on top of Mandalay Bay, looking out at the whole twinkly strip) or the fact that the wine we'd had prior was from Jerry Garcia vineyards, and it tasted about as good as his lungs and liver probably looked around the time of his death.
At any rate, I enterprisingly went online to get some more, and found that they were only sold in 7 stores around the country. One of them was in San Francisco, where I had to go on business trip. Being 1) extremely cheap and b) a master time-waster, I decided to take a walk from my meeting to the wine shop and pick it up instead of having it shipped to me at home. I wound up passing the office for a cool marketing agency and I wound up hiring them and falling head over heels in friend love with their whole staff, and all kinds of nice things came into my life as a result of this bottle.
And then I found out that they were having a contest to name their next vintage of Zinfandel. I cranked out this little ditty, which made the top 5 submissions. So the Lamborns put this to a vote within the online community. I put out the call to my evil minions (many) and my friends and relatives (few) to go and vote for my story... and viola, darn it if I didn't win!!!
On day I left for Sundance, I got a note from Brian Lamborn (the son of the owner) with one of the labels. I attached it for your viewing pleasure. They'd just bottled it (not yet released) but here is the first preview of the new Zinfandel - the 2006 Lamborn "Serendipity" Zinfandel.
Buy lots of freakin' bottles. (They're only making a few thousand cases and when they're gone, they're gone). And oh by the way, can you send me a bottle when you do? because the Lamborns don't ship to Connecticut. Nice people, but tey need to stop paying attention to details like "federal law."
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
My Wine Label
Streams of Consciousness:
amusements,
embarrassing my family,
my mental issues
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