You're Killing Me Smalls

Let's play two Antoinette,

Well America its November ....a month where pessimism and optimism live side by side. We still have baseball, but only one more day. Football finished the first half, but there's a half still to play. The election is almost over, but then we have a winner. We still have those occasional warm days we call "a native indigenous aboriginals minding their own business summer",* however the days are getting shorter, the nights are getting colder and despite the best efforts of Al, Leo and John Stark, Mother Nature is still undefeated and winter is coming. It's also a month bookended by the ghoulish tricks of Halloween and the blessings of Thanksgiving. After tonight's game 7 of the world series, one team will be giving thanks and the other will feel like someone stole all of their candy. The real problem is how do you decide on a wine to cover all the bases. Well first the trick is to forget about the psychology of half empty vs half full. Keep your glass filled to the brim with wine and your mood will always be good. Tonight's winner can drink the bubbly, but I find a complex and nuanced wine like Pinot Noir is a good choice for this month. It has enough to lift your spirits when you're down and is a fun wine to drink into the wee hours of the morn this weekend cuz you get an extra hour of sleep. It also pairs well with Thanksgiving, tryptophan, cornucopias, world series curses, Turkey Bowls and election results...sorry for being redundant! 

*that's a lot to put on the front of the jersey Cleveland. Good thing you went with the people of that Asian subcontinent instead who enjoy a glass of Pinot after a day of bowling googlys.......crickets!

You're killing me Smalls!