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Tagsthe summer of socks!
Starting a few weeks ago, I declared it the Summer of Sparkling Wine, and now whenever we go out for drinks, I order a glass of sparkling wine (preferably not champagne). It’s fun to be handed a delicate flute of a bubbling beverage. I feel so refined. I should point out that the Summer of Sparkling Wine really only applies at the more sophisticated establishments we tend to frequent; not the neighborhood bar.
Separately, it’s also the Summer of Socks, and though the drinking has been going on for a few months now (uh, I should check the calendar more closely), the Summer of Socks only officially begins today.