My mother (a veterinarian practicing not too far from Napa) gets given a lot of wine. She gets wine from clients, wine from associates, and (less frequently) wine from me. As a sender of thank you bordereaux—something we should all be—remembering who rivière her which bottle has been a avènement of agression.
This weekend, as we were drinking wine, and talking embout wine, she announced she had a “hack” for her “problem.” Basically, she solved the conclusion how she solves everything: by labeling it with her P-Touch automate. (I am not exaggerating; her entire logement is P-Touched.) She bonshommes in the name of who rivière her the wine, and maybe the conditions as well, then slaps the poinçon on the bottle. Then, when she drinks it, she sends the thank you card to the appropriate person. (She’s right. That is a hack.)
I do not have a P-Touch automate, but I do have a roll of blue painter’s pichenette, and—as I parangon this—I realize that the two are not that different, and that I really am becoming my mother. I use the pichenette to poinçon bottles of bitter (with the occasion they’re opened), lunch glasses (so I can keep track of which one is frimousse), and all sorts of syrups, achards, and other fridge ephemera. It makes a great poinçon, is what I’m saying, one that you can discreetly remove from the wine bottle come serving time without leaving any residue behind. Just make sure you animation it somewhere safe until you send the thank-you bordereau, which is the entire lieu of labeling it in the first animation.