The Job Hunter knows my Achille's Heel. Wine? Of course, I'll contribute to a blog about wine. So when TJHWNN and I decided on a meet up for pizza and wine, I decided to go old school and visit the local drinks store. There are less and less of these in town, but they harken back to the days before large supermarkets when each neighborhood had a smattering of little shops - a butcher, a baker, a fruit and vegetable store, a stationery store, a pharmacy, a store for water, soft drinks, and beer and wine, etc. Well, you get my point. Actually, my local plaza/square still does have all those, and a teeny grocery store as well. Anyway, my local plaza still has a drink shop. Several years ago, the grumpy old German who ran this and another drink store nearby sold out to two different people. One went bust, the other has been doing a flourishing business. (Interesting sideline, both stores were taken over by immigrants from different countries. I know the store that is still open...
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