We each contributed a bottle of wine to the meal.
The recipe suggested a Cabernet Sauvignon from California or Pinto Noir from Oregon.
Kelly and I took care of both of those regions, and Ashley introduced us to a great wine called Identity Crisis.
The introduction of solo cups with tops/straws came after a red wine incident that is still evident on our couch.
I purchased these at a bodega across the street, and they have taken off like wild fire.
So welcome gregarious hand gestures, drinking while in the reclined position, and cheering with out the fear of spills.
No one said it had to be 100% classy.