Grandma Liked Her Wine

...but shhh!  Don't tell anyone that she did.  She would take a little glass at night (probably no more than a couple of ounces) because it helped her sleep better.

I would bring her a few bottles when I came to see her.  She really liked the sweet fruit wines.  At this place in Ohio in Amish country where we visited, we would get blackberry and cherry wines, which were her favorites.  Once, when we brought her over some blackberry wine she said, "oh could you open it for me."  And so David opened the bottle and showed her where he was going to put it in the refridgerator.  She said, "I'd better have a taste first."

So, she grabbed the bottle from David, carefully guided it to her lips and took a slug--not a dainty sip, not a taste, a full-out slug--of that wine, probably 3-4 seconds worth of a drink.  When she was finished she said, "Mmmm...that's good."  She handed the bottle to David and walked back into the living room.