I’m assuming that most of you will have watched Pulp Fiction before. Probably still up there as one of my favourite films going. The dialogue is what carries it, as it’s almost impossible to think of a scene that isn’t instantly quotable. One of the most iconic though is when Samuel L Jackson character, Jules, is asking a (soon to be dead) interviewee what Marsellus Wallace looks like. He’s so nervous that he keeps on saying “What?!”, which is pisses off Jules somewhat, and he gets dared, at gunpoint, to “say ‘what’ one more time, I dare you, I double dare you motherfucker!”. Well recently I’ve felt Jules pain a bit…
I’ve struggled with Champagne in the past. Maybe it’s cos I’m a penny pinching northerner? Fair enough, but for years the idea of paying £30+ for a bottle of entry level bubbles has never made sense. That’s two bottles of really good Cava or Crémant that!
As I said yesterday, we have a thing in the family about Christmas morning. We get up, someone throws the bacon under the grill, we toast up then butter the breakfast muffins, and tuck in with a bottle of sparkling wine…well I say “a” bottle, obviously it’s not just the one. We’ve got a big family these days!
It’s about this time of year that I wish we had some kind of public holiday in November. The Americans have got Thanksgiving, but us Brits? Nah! We go straight from Bonfire Night on the 5th to Christmas trees for sale and awful songs played in shops on the 6th. Look I’m not a Grinch, but having it all shoved down your throat all November means that by December you’re pretty sick of Christmas already, and it’s still 3 weeks til the day!
In the same way there are some things you just don’t like that are really hard to review, sometimes it’s just as hard to try and be objective about things you really, really like! That was my problem this week. I’m sure most of you out there that had a taste or two of any Blanc De Blancs felt the same.