observations and obsessions, in print and pictures. roadside ramblings, from the pavement to the pasture.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Cold Wine, Cold Beer
One of many fond memories I have of my grandmother is, that to her, beer was ALWAYS "cold beer," as in, could you please grab me a cold beer? As for cold wine, let's hope it's white, despite the graphic. Two stellar libation advertisements, one from eastern, the other from western, PA.
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