People would often say, oh you should try this wine because it's really sweet. Or, you should try this because it tastes like fruit juice. Or, don't try that, it's too dry. What the heck!! How can a drink be dry? Even in college, we were those people...perfectly fine with water. I recall a particular time when someone asked me if I wanted a "drink". My response, no thanks I'm not thirsty. Their response was, you don't drink because you're thirsty! So I asked them why on earth would I drink if I'm not thirsty? And from what I hear, the stuff doesn't even taste good! They didn't have a response. Apparently it's all about being social...or having a problem. Who knows? Either way, I don't judge.
Now don't get me wrong, our friends and family are not alcoholics or anything. They simply have a grown up drink on occasion like many people. I understand it a lot more now that I am a full grown adult, but in college it just seemed wrong to me. So, for my 30th birthday Chris surprised me with an amazing trip to New York. Once we returned back to Ohio we of course gathered with my family for cake and ice cream. On that day Chris and I decided that we were going to take the plunge. We were going to have our first glass of wine. The wine of choice, a Moscato suggested by my sister Von. I was told that it was a dessert wine, so I figured perfect, it would go lovely with the birthday cake. Here I am, fresh from New York City all naive and excited to have my first grown up drink:
|I know, not a flattering pic but you had to see it in order to understand the grossness lol.|
One thing that we always knew was that we would have our first champagne on our wedding day. Fast forward four years later and we were in yet another first experience moment. Here we are all bright eyed and naive again:
welding...because remember he's a welder lol and he liked it too. It was a great day. Finally, we could have a grown up drink with our adult peers.
Of course I proceeded to call my sisters and let them know that I have invented a drink! My oldest sister Calista said "oh a Mimosa?" Now I had heard that word before but never knew what it was. She proceeded to tell me that I didn't invent this orange juice and champagne concoction...Whatever!!! Soon thereafter, a google search proved her right. I had to go and tell Chris that we weren't drink inventors after all.
Hmm, I wonder if champagne and apple juice already has a name...Either way, Chris and I are now rolling with the big dogs. We are no longer limited to non-alcoholic drinks! (Not that that is something to be proud of). But if we're feeling frisky, Mimosa's it is!