I’m cryin’, you’re cryin’, we’re all cryin’ for Stein wine.
Can I interest you in some Stein wine while you dine?
“Oh, how fun! A rhyming waiter!”
“Shh, don’t draw too much attention to it, honey.”
No, it’s fine.
“See, it’s fine, sweetie!”
“I just didn’t want to make you feel self-conscious.”
Truly, the pleasure is mine!
“Ha! Listen to that!”
“How about this: we were thinking about ordering a bottle of the
2010 Vaquero Chardonnay from the Stein Family winery. What do you have to say about that?”
About Stein wine? It’s divine.
“No, I was talking about the Chardonnay. Can you rhyme that?”
Not at all.
“So you can only rhyme with Stein?”
Yes, something along that line.
“Oh, this isn’t as fun as I thought.”
“So, wait. How are you going to tell us how it tastes?”
How about this? It tastes like brine and turpentine.
“Okay, now you’re just lying to fit the rhyme scheme.”
Okay, fine. Stein wine has a medium mouthfeel…ine, and notes of notes of apple-ine, pear-ine, stone fruits-ine and a long minerally finish-ine.
“You know, you don’t need to live like this.”
This is all that I have! I mean, this is all that is mine! SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO?!