After spending the holidays with family and under the snow for the first time in seven years, oenological festive holidays, I decided to offer me a spa visit last Saturday. Two hours of tranquility and a warm mud wrap so that I recover from these 10 days a bit too lenient and I am bursting with health. A young Japanese greeted me and led me in a long dimly lit corridor to the door of the treatment room, behind which was a private oasis where relaxation music played and danced in the fire fireplace. With his soothing voice she explained that begins with the preparation of the skin before putting the mud. Normally, this is a scrub So imagine the shock when she started me polish with a dry brush. Brush remarkably ill-suited to this task in my opinion. Fortunately, she quickly made her work and has finished removing my skin until I was hyperventilating. But I was quite worried for the future with no previous experience in a torture chamber Himalayas.
I felt great even after he has had to suffer for rejuvenation. My torturer advised me to drink plenty of water this evening to facilitate detoxification. I would have done well but a friend called me right after "We're at home, come eat with us."
But the torturer told me to drink only water. The wine contains 85% water - very pure water from the grapes. There is nothing biologically safer to drink than wine.
So I was not going to lose grace by bringing home a bottle of 2003 Chateau Lagrange Saint-Julien. What fun to open and share this silky and fruity wine (cherries and blackcurrants). A good Bordeaux is always a joyful experience, especially after escaping a torturer.
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