New York Vintage Wine Bar
It's a little past 6:30PM on a rainy Thursday night at the New York Vintage Wine Bar in Soho, and in walk two girlfriends for their weekly bonding outing.
Girl #1 (to the guy behind the counter): This is our first time at a wine bar, so you'll have to let us know how this works.
Wine sales guy tells us that it's $5 for 5 tastes and hands us a menu.
Girl #1 (to wine sales guy): Can you help me decide what to get? What's good? I like red wines in general.
Wine Sales Guy: Which red would you like to start out with?
Girl #2's thought bubble: Guess you decided to ignore the last question...
Girl #1: Um... this red looks interesting. Is it good?
Wine Sales Guy: No. It's crap.
Girl #1: Ok. Well, how about your "Dead Red" wine ?
Wine Sales Guy: Please! It's horrible. The wine came straight from the press and was never aged. "Dead Red?" - Halloween marketing gimmick!
Girl #2's thought bubble (laughing): Way to sell your wines!
Girl #1 (slightly annoyed): Alright, do you have anything in here that is good?
Wine Sales Guy: Don't get me wrong here. There's plenty of good stuff. I'll come up with a flight of 5 reds that you'll like. Girl #2, would you like the same?
Girl #2: No, sir. Gimme the sweet stuff!
So, we tried five different wines while chatting at the wine bar. While my friend tried some pinot noirs and cabs, I tried a white port, blueberry fruit wine, honey mead and a couple of less memorable sugary concoctions. I liked the blueberry wine so much that I bought a bottle.
Next, we were off to the restaurant-like part of the bar to chat over a snack and flight of wines. I ordered a flight of reislings with a bowl of toasted herb almonds to share, and my friend ordered a flight of reds. We both had dinner plans afterwards, so we were trying to save our appetites for later. After tasting 5 wines in the tasting room followed by three more half glasses of reisling, the almonds didn't do much to ward off a buzz. I was totally giddy!
I disappeared for a second to use the restroom, and when I came back, a chocolate soufflee magically appeared on our table. A figment of my drunken state of delirium? Nope! It was a gift on the house from our waiter and one of the perks of hanging out with my beautiful friend on a girl's night out.
So much for saving my appetite.
Girl #1 (to the guy behind the counter): This is our first time at a wine bar, so you'll have to let us know how this works.
Wine sales guy tells us that it's $5 for 5 tastes and hands us a menu.
Girl #1 (to wine sales guy): Can you help me decide what to get? What's good? I like red wines in general.
Wine Sales Guy: Which red would you like to start out with?
Girl #2's thought bubble: Guess you decided to ignore the last question...
Girl #1: Um... this red looks interesting. Is it good?
Wine Sales Guy: No. It's crap.
Girl #1: Ok. Well, how about your "Dead Red" wine ?
Wine Sales Guy: Please! It's horrible. The wine came straight from the press and was never aged. "Dead Red?" - Halloween marketing gimmick!
Girl #2's thought bubble (laughing): Way to sell your wines!
Girl #1 (slightly annoyed): Alright, do you have anything in here that is good?
Wine Sales Guy: Don't get me wrong here. There's plenty of good stuff. I'll come up with a flight of 5 reds that you'll like. Girl #2, would you like the same?
Girl #2: No, sir. Gimme the sweet stuff!
So, we tried five different wines while chatting at the wine bar. While my friend tried some pinot noirs and cabs, I tried a white port, blueberry fruit wine, honey mead and a couple of less memorable sugary concoctions. I liked the blueberry wine so much that I bought a bottle.
Next, we were off to the restaurant-like part of the bar to chat over a snack and flight of wines. I ordered a flight of reislings with a bowl of toasted herb almonds to share, and my friend ordered a flight of reds. We both had dinner plans afterwards, so we were trying to save our appetites for later. After tasting 5 wines in the tasting room followed by three more half glasses of reisling, the almonds didn't do much to ward off a buzz. I was totally giddy!
I disappeared for a second to use the restroom, and when I came back, a chocolate soufflee magically appeared on our table. A figment of my drunken state of delirium? Nope! It was a gift on the house from our waiter and one of the perks of hanging out with my beautiful friend on a girl's night out.
So much for saving my appetite.
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