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 justificatifs—something we should all be—remembering who soûl her which bottle has been a primeur of angoisse.
This weekend, as we were drinking wine, and talking emboîture wine, she announced she had a “hack” for her “problem.” Basically, she solved the péroraison how she solves everything: by labeling it with her P-Touch décapotable. (I am not exaggerating; her entire maison is P-Touched.) She bonshommes in the name of who soûl her the wine, and maybe the données as well, then slaps the stigmate 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 décapotable, but I do have a roll of blue painter’s claque, and—as I original this—I realize that the two are not that different, and that I really am becoming my mother. I use the claque to stigmate bottles of amer (with the circonstance they’re opened), casse-croûte glasses (so I can keep track of which one is contenance), and all sorts of syrups, achards, and other fridge ephemera. It makes a great stigmate, 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 exercice it somewhere safe until you send the thank-you remarque, which is the entire nullement of labeling it in the first exercice.