"Red, red wine...Stay close to me"

When you think red wine, a certain image comes to mind. It's sexy, powerful, and a little dangerous. Unfortunately for me, it's also disgusting.

You see, I want to be the girl who drinks red wine. Just like I want to be the girl with the devil- may-care bedhead who hops on the next train to Paris with the clothes on her back (all black and incredibly chic of course.)

Instead I am the girl who when presented with the option, "really will just have the diet coke." Yeah. Not much danger and excitement there.

But! Last night at a wine tasting I found a red I like. It's J. Lohr Wildflower 2005 and incredibly expensive. So I asked for a similar drink and apparently a French Beaujolais is what I'm looking for. Also, a handy little trick I learned was to put lemon or vinegar on your food and the wine will be much milder. Drinkable reds!

So maybe I will always be the girl who buys her ticket in advance and packs carefully two days ahead of time. Only now, I will be doing it all in anticipation of a wonderful vacation dinner complete with that roguish red wine.