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Life is too short to drink bad wines. 🍷
Have an enjoyable Winesday! 🍇
#wine cellar#oenology#sommelier#wine lover#tastevin#wine maker#fermented fruits#vignerons#grapes#pauillac#Cabernet-Sauvignon#merlot#petit verdo#medoc#bordeaux#France#1st growth#1855 classification
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Port scene in Pauillac, Brittany region of France
Frnech vintage postcard, mailed in 1906 to Belgium
#postkaart#pauillac#port#carte postale#briefkaart#belgium#old#brittany#sepia#france#scene#postkarte#vintage#postal#photography#frnech#mailed#ephemera#postcard#tarjeta#1906#photo#ansichtskarte#region#historic
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2001 Château Latour
Don't you dare put your paws on my 2001 Latour. This guy is still opening after 20 years but some QUALITY stuff. Cassis and blackberries on the nose with leather, tobacco, and pencil shavings. Redder fruit on the palate than I would have expected with cassis and blackberries (of course), velvet, and tobacco.
4/5 bones
$$$$$
Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot
13% abv
Pauillac (Bordeaux), FRANCE
#shiba#shiba inu#wine#red wine#chateau latour#bordeaux#pauillac#cabernet sauvignon#merlot#shibe#doge#sheeb#red sheeb#cute#dogs#animals
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Medoc 1st Grand Cru
Chateau Mouton Rothschild
One of the coolest art label from vintage 15'.
Gerhard Richter!
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Bordeaux 2021 en primeur : l’annata è di quelle difficili ma quelli bravi se la cavano sempre • • • • • • Una mattinata di assaggi di #Bordeaux 2021 rivelano una annata complicata fredda e con tannini da risolvere ma si gode in molte occasioni , ecco i miei assaggi migliori da @gcf_collection_italia • • • • • • #bordeaux #bordeauxenprimeur #primeurs2021 #gcf #grandchaisdefrance #villacavendri #deluxewines #romina #wine #merlot #margaux #stemilion #pauillac #andreagori #intravino (presso Villa Ca' Vendri) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdNotg9tmx8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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2019 Bordeaux Release on Nov. 19, 2022 in BC Liquor Stores
2019 #Bordeaux Release on Nov. 19, 2022 in BC Liquor Stores @bcliquorstores
If you enjoy drinking Bordeaux wines, the 2019 Bordeaux release at BC Liquor Stores happens on Saturday, November 19, 2022. Below is the press release I received from BC Liquor Stores. Sorry for all the frames showing in the press release. It is how the press release was formatted.
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BCLIQUOR’s highly anticipated 2019 Bordeaux Release is happening on Saturday, November 19th in select…
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#Barsac#Bordeaux#CHÂTEAU CALON SÉGUR#Chateau Canon la Gaffeliere#CHÂTEAU COUTET#CHÂTEAU DE LA DAUPHINE#CHÂTEAU DOISY-VÉDRINES#CHÂTEAU LÉOVILLE-LAS CASES#Chateau Lynch-Bages#CHÂTEAU SAINT-BERNARD#CLOS DES LUNES LUNE D&039;ARGENT BLANC#FRONSAC#Grand Cru#L&039;ESPRIT DE CHEVALIER BLANC#PAUILLAC#PESSAC-LÉOGNAN#ST-ESTÈPHE#ST-JULIEN#St. Emilion
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In the cellar of Château D’Armailhac, Pauillac . #winelover #winetime #harvest #pauillac #rothschild #chateaudarmailhac #xlvinsfr #cellar (à Château D'armailhac) https://www.instagram.com/p/CirlwuvDwDb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Crans-Montana. Vendredi soir. Leçon d'épicurisme "à la française" pour le jubilé d'Alex. Client d'un jour, ami pour la vie. Marie-Jolie, t'es vraiment la meilleure ! Les connaisseurs auront démasqué une bouteille extraordinaire au milieu de ces nectars d'exception. #happybirthday #friendship #amitié #epicure #epicurien #epicurisme #gourmet #france #vinfrancais #vin #medoc #pommerol #margaux #pauillac #bordeaux #saintemilion #grandcru #chevalblanc #ruinart #champagne #ilovemyjob #happybuyer #happycusromer #livincrans #luxuryrealestate #realestate (à Crans Montana, Alpes, Switzerland) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiFJoDpreFxqsAP2HMa-e058B1fqFcmcvL-_3s0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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En préparation de mon compte-rendu dédié à une magnifique dégustation de Pichon Baron de 1985 à 2019... Et j'avais tout écrit à la main... Du coup les textes sont un brin plus courts 🌟💪😁🍷😋❤️ #wine #wineblogger #pauillac #pichonbaron #winelover #winelife #instawine #vin #winetasting #bordeaux #winegram #yvesbeck #beckustator (à Château Pichon Longueville Baron) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ce53n5WNv65/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Life is too short to drink bad wines.
The best day of the week is Winesday 🍷
#wine cellar#oenology#sommelier#wine lover#tastevin#wine maker#fermented fruits#vigneron#grapes#vintage#pauillac#medoc#bordeaux#2nd growth#wine tasting
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Why not enjoy some Chateau Lynch-Bages (Pauillac) 1964 at Taillevent? http://menus.nypl.org/menus/27004
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Medic!Reader × Poly!141
Part I | Part II | Part III
[Tags: platonic, fluff, self-indulgent]
A/N: This fic is dedicated for @rainlovesyou12 hope you like it <3
You are a medic, and you come from a rich family, so naturally you're placed in an elite team, at least populated by polite men
While you're not a spoiled brat, you sometimes dare to challenge anyone when you disagree with them. Your "courage" is usually dubbed as rich kid syndrome in the military
Strangely, the captain (Price) is amused by your behavior
He never scolded you, even when people said he should
Your job is a medic, but you're more like a secretary of the team.
You help Price with the paperworks, taking care of the base, and sometimes even their foods.
He also asks you to accompany him to meetings or private talks with the superior, the reason? They don't give him a proper secretary, even when they should.
When you first come in, the team is still on a mission. It took 3 whole months before you met the whole team
Your first reaction: "Wow, life's so unfair."
Their heights tower you that it's almost unreal
When you greet them one by one, a member catches your eyes
It's Soap
As a medic, it's your obligation to heal them if they have any injury. So when you see the blood on his clothes, you immediately point it out to him
"You're injured!"
He seems confused for a second as he looks down to his gears, before he laughs. "Tha' ain't my blood, bonnie."
"Still, I have to check if you have any wounds."
Surprisingly, most of them are minor
You begin to check the other members, but it's the same for them too. Just scratches and bruises
They'd dismiss you, if not for your question about their discomfort, or if they had any dislocation
And that makes them all your patients
Even the reluctant Ghost finally gave in. "Fucking hell Price, she's a pushover." He said, "You'll come to like it someday" Price replied
After that, you and the team settle in the base, trying to get used to each other's company
(You also didn't ask questions on why the big man is still wearing a mask even though he's in the base)
Soap, and Gaz are the easiest to talk to, while Ghost is just polite, but still keeps his distance.
The three of you bond over food, because it's mandatory to cook if you wanna save money. You and Gaz are great at it, while Soap is strictly prohibited from entering the kitchen
Soap absolutely ravaged the foods that you joked about how he always makes the plates squeaky clean
On rare occasions, the giant man does show up at the table
When you ask him about what they eat usually, you can't believe your ear
"I ate the ratio that's been provided by the base." "You ate that dogshit???"
You end up scolding him (unintentionally) and end up telling him to eat the cooked food, but when he gets defensive, you tell him he doesn't have to eat together, just reheat the food whenever he's hungry
He didn't touch the food for 2 days, until one day, the leftover is gone, and the dishes were washed
You have no idea when did he do it, but you're glad nevertheless
Remember when I said you're more of a secretary than a medic? That Price often took you to meetings? Well, that leads you to an unfortunate meeting with Graves
Even Price was hesitant to bring you along
When you first met him, he's exactly the man that you picture in your head; arrogant, stuck up, flashy, and playboy. Basically all the bad stuff
He shamelessly flirts with you, to the point that Price has to clear his throat to remind him of the ongoing negotiation
One time he asks you (forcibly) if you'd like a bottle of a fancy wine that you don't even know
"You look like a girl that'd enjoy the Chateau Lynch-Bages' Pauillac." He'd smile
After several failed attempts to decline, you eventually give up
"I'm flattered that you'd give me such luxurious items, but I'd love to receive basic ingredients for cake. That way I can repay you back, how's that sound?"
He literally takes it as flirting
The next day, you literally received the high quality flour, eggs, sugar, etc etc that come in 2 boxes, along with a message: "While I hope you'd return the favor in some other way, I can't wait to taste what you made" and a scribbled wink
You end up baking a peanut caramel chocolate cake (A/N: try it, it's soooo good) because of the amount of chocolate he gave
The team watch you as you assemble the cake
You cut the cake into a good size for gift, and give the rest to the team
They treat it like a delicacy
After you sent it via his man, you received his reply on the next day
"I know you didn't give me all of the cake, so I hope you'll make up for it the next time. Ps. I like it, you should make more for me in the future" along with the abominable wink
Although you're irked by his narcissism, you feel a bit embarrassed and puzzled that he knew it's not the whole cake
You try to figure out how, and finally it clicks; he purposely bought a bigger size pan, and a medium sized box. Along with the evidence of a long rollcake box that somehow can fit the rest of the cake. You sigh, this man is really petty
And stubborn as well
The pile of unopened letters, with his name signed on the back would be the proof of it
Soap and Gaz tease you about him when they read the notes, but you dismiss them by saying: "I'd rather date Ghost than him."
Fast forward, Price and Gaz'll leave for a mission for months. But Soap and Ghost stay behind
Weeks would pass relatively quiet, and they're still radio silent. You couldn't help but worry, though Soap quickly assured you that they'd be fine
Ghost still kept a distance between you and him, until one night, when you and Soap fell asleep on a movie marathon, you woke up startled by the sight of him on the sofa.
"Shit, you scared me."
"I'd be surprised if you didn't."
"Why are you here?" You quickly corrected yourself, "It's not that you're not welcomed, but you're not around much, so…"
"No reason, just feel like it."
Silence
Then you gather the courage to say, "By the way, I'm glad that you didn't eat those ratios anymore. Let me know if you crave something in particular, I'll try to make it."
He just stares at you, before saying, "I don't understand, Price can just order takeouts for us, why should you burden yourself with cooking? Aren't you a medic?"
"Well," you scratch your head, "I'm the one who suggested it, because I couldn't stand eating takeouts everyday. The foods he ordered were greasy, and I didn't want to get sick because of it."
He lets out a snort, "You don't have to care about your weight when you're in the military."
"It's not about that." You shook your head, "But if you said it that way, well, I won't be here forever, so I have to maintain it somehow. Besides, I'd like to keep my cholesterol level normal so I won't die of heart failure or something."
That catches his attention as he gives out a small laugh, "The doctors I knew are either dead or diabetic. You're the first one that cares about your own health."
You shrug, "As I should. You should too."
For a split second, you let out a cold sweat, wondering if it somehow offends him for some reason, before you let yourself relax when he continues watching the TV. The two of you watch in silence, before you fall asleep again
Nearing the arrival of your team, you decide to busy yourself with dinner. Which, more like grocery shopping and planning on the dishes
"They usually eat pizzas after a long mission, ye don't have to do that." Said Soap one morning
"I don't care if they end up ordering pizzas." He furrows his brows at you, "I just feel the need to do that, I don't know why."
He playfully grins, "Wife instinct?"
"That's not it," you laugh it off, "It's just that, Price ever said to me that maybe one day, one of them won't ever come back. It has stuck with me ever since, and I don't wanna think about that at all."
He nods understandingly. You need a distraction
"Let me help then."
You both settle with beef bowl, eggs, and potato salad, based on his input that 'they'd probably want to eat a lot, so just make them easy to get refill'
You bought a ton of sliced beefs and onion, rice, and potatoes
The day that they come back, you're hit with a bad feeling and fear the worst, but after seeing them both in one piece, you let out a relief sigh
Still, the dark mood is still persistent
They look like they don't have any appetite, even for a pizza
You actually would let them rest, if they didn't look like they're malnourished
(Actually, when you think back, it's just an excuse to feed them. You actually just want them to eat your food)
"Would you guys like a beef bowl?"
Price perks up at the offer
"Well shite (Name), just what I need."
You tell him there's also potato salad, but that day he just wants the rice
They end up eating one portion—a small size compared to what they usually eat
They're still quiet even after the dinner, so you decide to excuse yourself, giving them space and the rest they need
You're in the office, sorting through documents until Price knocks on the door
He looks weary but still offers you a smile
"I'm sorry for being so gloomy tonight." He told you
"That's fine, really. You don't have to apologize."
"I feel like I have to, especially when you too are affected by it."
You let out an awkward chuckle, "Well, it's nothing like that. I know you guys are tired so I don't wanna bother you with too many questions." You shrug, "Anyway, I'm glad you guys are alright."
A warm smile spreads on his lips, "You're a good girl, too good for us men." He uncrosses his legs as he leans away from the door frame, "Thank you for the food, we'll talk again tomorrow, yeah?"
The two of you exchange a "goodnight" as he walks away, and you come back to your work
After Price, you didn't expect anyone to come to your place again, until the second person showed up at your door. You lift your head and see Gaz standing there, almost shyly
"Oh hey." You greet him, "Didn't see you there. Need anything?"
"Hey." He greets back, "No, I don't need anything. Just checking on you."
You tilt your head, face clearly shows a questioning look but you cover it with a smile
"Uh, y'know what? I wish I could tell you what happened, you must've been worried about—"
"Oh, no, no. You don't have to tell me. I don't wanna know either." You offer him a reassurance, "Don't worry about it, Gaz."
He seems relieved upon hearing that
"You're right." He said, "But it doesn't mean that I can't tell you funny stories."
He pulls up a chair as he begins to tell you stories from the mission. From the horrible dad jokes, and a moment when Price slipped on the ladder. In exchange, you tell him about your encounter with Ghost, which makes him laugh
It actually surprises you to hear Gaz telling you stories and all. You assume that he only does it to cheer you up, or that's just his way to destress. Either way, it's nice to have a company like him
He'd keep going if you didn't remind him of the time, and you have to force tell him to sleep, promising that you'll talk tomorrow again
The next day, you're surprised to find almost all of the members are in the kitchen. Chatting and eating the leftover beef with reheated rice
All of them, except for Soap, but it's because he hasn't wake up
You didn't want to admit it, but seeing the pan empty makes your pride swell
You join their talk as you sit on the table, and they immediately complain about you not making enough batches for breakfast in a humorous way. You complain back by saying you didn't get paid enough for this
And that leads them to protest about the food budget to Price
He just sighs
By the time Soap joins in, all the food is already gone. And he's pissed about it
"You gotta order pizza for today." Gaz jokes
"Fookin' cunt."
As the conversation flows, Price announces something so suddenly, that you doubt your hearing
"What did you say?"
"You'll be on the same mission as us next month. Pack up and be prepared."
Gaz whistles, "We won't be doing paperwork then?"
"She'll focus on being a medic, so she won't be doing your paperwork."
He groans
"That's… great news." You responded when they all stared at you, "When will we be leaving again?"
"Exactly one month from now." He explained before he sighed, "But don't be too happy yet, because it's not easy to be stationed in the red zone. I know you can handle it but still." He shook his head, "The bad news is, and you wouldn't like it when you hear it but, the person who requested your assistance… Is Graves."
#I was planning to write a single fic but then it got too long. so I divided it into three#cod#call of duty#cod mw2#price x reader#soap x reader#ghost x reader#gaz x reader#platonic relationships#very self indulgent#price cod#soap cod#ghost cod#gaz cod
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Some people look for the most ridiculous reasons to base their hatred... have you seen that? Now Sam didn't create his products because he didn't 'develop the recipe', he just paid for it. Oh, for God's sake 🙄
https://www.tumblr.com/maximumwobblerbanditdonut/744755136698646528/excuse-me-are-you-the-creator-of-your-drinks-the?source=share
Dear Ridiculous Hatred Anon,
That particular blogger, whom I have long suspected (without being able or really caring to substantiate) to be one of the Mordor Sopranos' clone outlet, is particularly hateful towards S.
Like a dog with a bone, that page will obsessively focus on the tiniest details and feel compelled to have an opinion on just about anything you could think of, from hair transplants, to whisky blending, to sweating, to acting, to ghostwriting. Now, that is a mouthful and goes to prove Google research skills do not an intelligent person make. Not as long as you still generously place your commas between subject and verb, in your excruciating phrases.
If this blogger wants to show equanimity and fair play, I suggest to own her reasoning and bravely shout out her dissatisfaction to people like the Rothschilds, who simply bought the mythical Pauillac red wine Château Brane-Mouton and renamed it Château Mouton Rothschild. In 1853. Bottled and sold directly from the property since 1920, just because the Earth continues to turn around the Sun without all the naysayers.
It is one of the greatest red Bordeaux wines on this planet, indeed. But the Rothschilds had no part to play in that mysterious alchemy between soil, sun and water. And the names of its curators, called maîtres de chai, who meticulously take care of the whole process, while known, are never widely publicized.
I suggest you ignore that parochial fuckwit who thinks she is a sophisticated person just because she has access to a keyboard and the Internet. Things are not different when it comes to spirits and S did nothing wrong, this time.
And before she screeches back, let's have a look at this 1996 (an exceptional year, by the way) grand cru classé Mouton Rothschild AOC bottle, bearing the name and signature of the baroness Philippine de Rothschild:
PS: I know a thing or two about wine not only because I lived in France for a good while. I know a thing or two about wine because that was my grandfather's all-consuming passion, by family tradition (they hailed from the Pays Basque, a long and complicated story). An almost teetotaler who produced his own. Go figure.
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Le sphinx, Pauillac, Gironde, 2017.
Not an ancient Egyptian sphinx, I think, this one decorates the fence line of one of the estates producing premier grand cru wines (expect €1000 or more per bottle for the finest vintages) for which the region is famed.
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Medoc 1st Grand Cru
Chateau Lafite Rothschild
85' is off vintage.
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