Pinot Noir Aficionado Gifts

"Is Pinot Noir where you want to be?"

"I've tried that one; it's a blend of 74 different red grapes - including two of the plastic decorative type."

'Sparky, fetch me an impudent little chardonnay.'

"Christmas - what a fuss eh?"

'Think I preferred the old Irish barman.'

Sauvignon Bonk

Men looking at black screen, "I call it film noir"

"Now I really hate poetry."

'The way I see it, sobriety is a preventable, condition.'

'Plastic corks, then screw caps; when they come out with a flip-n-sip Chateau Petrus I'm hanging up my tastevin.'

'My luck, I buy a bottle of wine from 450 B.C. and it's still five years from reaching maturity.'

"Wait 'til my Dad hears about this!"

'He's holding a sign saying he's marooned with 20 cases of La Tache. A second sign: drop a corkscrew and come back in six months.'

"I've got a bad feeling about this."

'Which wine goes best with 'the old man and the sea'?'

'Which wine list would you like, Sir - Classics or Plonk?'

Wine Selection 'Here we are. Our cheapest house wine. Would the gentleman care to smell the twisty cap?'

'No, I'm not the sommelier; in fact, I don't even work here - I've just always wanted to try this wine.'

'This is the worst film noir I've ever seen.'

'Dang! I never now if the sommelier is messing with me.'

'Wine, high octane grape juice.'

The Philip Marlow family

"I make it myself!"

"Do you think there's ANY possibility that the 76 pints of lager,13 bottles of wine and 12 kilos of chocolate you've had MAY have contributed to you feeling 'a bit under the weather'?"

Woman thinking about luxuries.

'They say you have to drink 4 times as much merlot as pinot noir to get the same level of anti-oxidants. Isn't that just too, too bad?'

Wordplay: Export.

"So the wife says to me, you need to take the dog out..." "Wine list, please."

"I detect a subtle bouquet of money."

The wine-shop

'S'more wine?'

Cheers

"It was Saturday night. The clock on my office wall showed the time to be eleven-forty-five. There are times when a private eye does not necessarily feel like being a private eye. This was one of those times. The elevator door down the hall clanked open with a clank familiar to anyone on the fourth floor who had had an office on the fourth floor for as long as I had had an office on the fourth floor. Footsteps came down the darkened hall and stopped outside my door. They were the footsteps of a

Catch and release dating.

"What are they saying this week? Are coffee, chocolate, and wine good or bad for us?"