When the G-ster comes back in the next life…..
…..assuming there is a next life…..
…..and assuming he makes the cut !
BACK ! ! ! ! ! You DEVIL ! ! ! ! !
I’m booking my return as Bacchus
WHY ? ? ?
Well let me explain…..
Time for a little history lesson
Bacchus (or Dionysus if you are Greek) was
quite simply the luckiest devil of all the gods
You see he was the god of…..
Accompanied by a posse of wild women (known as
Accompanied by a troop of bearded Satyrs (with
enormous erect penises)…..check
A quick explanation is called for here
The Satyrs were his guards…..
…..you messed with Bacchus or his Mainades and you
risked being clubbed to death by a giant penis ! ! ! ! !
Not a good exit !
Anyway, the big B was basically the god of good times
CHECK CHECK CHECK CHECK CHECK !
So after a week’s worth of learning the wine making
tradition in Tuscany it’s nearly time for the G-man to
head north to Bassangeles complete with wine-swag
…..as long as Bacchus has got your back
Last night was a little hairy…..
…..One can but hope
…..Dinner was in a little hilltop restaurant called…..
…..Le Merlaie (di Sandro e Tatiana) and situated
just outside Civitella Marittima
I plumped for the risotto agrumi
This is risotto flavoured with oranges and lemons and
served with scampi and prawns
Sounds odd, I know
Tastes delicious, rest assured
The hairy bit followed…..
The G-man went for the Crema Catalana
A little later Tatiana scooted over with a dish that was
Sensibly, I leaned back in my chair
The blaze roared on
Then I thought I would warm my hands a little
Still the blaze blazed on
About a minute ticked by and finally I thought
Maybe, just maybe…..
…..I’m meant to blow the thing out !
I gave the tabletop inferno a little blow
It simply made the flames leap higher
By now other diners were watching the helpless
So feeling properly foolish I took a mighty big
puff and blew the thing out
Not even a round of applause
I think the brandy is meant to brown the top of the
Mine was still sitting under a few millimetres of brandy
Reckon old Tatiana’s hand must have slipped when she
was pouring on the liquor
She might have given me a blow to help put
the thing out ! ! ! ! !
Bacchus Reborn !
G (I mean)