Maybe It's Something In The Soil

Mr. W. & I were out celebrating the feast of Christ the King this evening. First: an hour of Eucharistic adoration, followed by a wine tasting modeled on the journeys of St. Paul: with food and wine "stops" in Italy, Greece, Antioch, etc. It was fun.

I have a splitting headache, however, even though I tried only two wines that together amounted to a single glass.

One was Israeli and one was Lebanese.

Not getting along.