This weekend I’m going big. My head is spinning. Thanksgiving is on the horizon, but the nitty-gritty planning is still a little ways off, so I don’t feel obligated to think especially clearly. I’d like to think it’s not mid-November, that what went down just a week ago might not have really happened. But it did. There’s a wine for that. I’m going for the 4-liter glass bottle of Carlo Rossi Paisano. It’s a slightly sweet red wine that tastes pretty darn good chilled. “Paisano” translates to “friend” in Italian. We have each other to help hash this out. And we have Paisano wine. In a big bottle. And lasagna in the oven. And to quote Carlo Rossi himself, “I like to talk about wine, but I’d rather drink it.” Cheers.
