Aloha Antoinette,
As you know drinking wine at the beach can be a gritty affair. That's fine if you're a seagull and have a gizzard to grind away the rough stuff, but for us birds of a different feather that's not going to work. There is also the problem of temperature control. I'm sure we all remember Dr Kimura's 10th grade chemistry class when he told us alcohol warms faster than h2o, but in case you forgot...it does. Then of course on many American beaches you have to deal with the boys in blue and Draconian drinking laws. Well actually they aren't really boys in blue, they are the not hot part of the cast of Baywatch. None of us need David Hasselhoff telling us to pour out our just opened bottle of sauvignon blanc.(When did lifeguards stop drinking? Is there another way to get dates? Hmm, points to ponder.) Problem solved...first we are going to grab a bottle or 2 of Garnacha or Tempranillo for red, Vinho Verde or Torrontes for white and mix up our favorite sangria recipe. A delicious way to take wine from the cellar to sunshine! Then we will tote our booty in an insulated thermos because we took notes in Dr Kimura's class (proof kids: don't be a fool, stay in school!) And when the beach patrol asks you what you're drinking...go with "fruit juice cuz you don't want scurvy" or "I don't remember". Both will keep you out of the pokey, and one might get you an oval office. As for blowing sand...forget about it...you're on vacation...ain't life a beach! ;) Time for some changes in latitude, changes in attitude!
It's 5:00 somewhere!
I gotta catch this wave first
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