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Yalumba Museum Reserve Muscat

Don’t mind me while I lounge with this truly excellent Aussie dessert wine. A brilliant copper color with rum raisin, golden raisins, a hint of tar, brown sugar, molasses, and sticky figs on the nose. More golden raisins, brown sugar, molasses, sweet pie apples, dried apricots, bittersweet chocolate, toffee, and burnt sugar crust on the palate. Sweet and thick. A great dessert wine at $22 (per half bottle)? Load up the truck!

5/5 bones



18% abv


  • Molly's Date: *raises his glass* To us. And a second date.
  • Molly: *smiles forcibly; reluctantly reaches for her glass*
  • Waiter: *takes her hand* Ah, ze Madame would like a refill?
  • Molly: *smiles* No, thanks.
  • Molly's Date: *annoyed* Look, mate, do you realise you keep interrupting an important toast?
  • Waiter: Oh, my mistake, sir, it's me, eet seems ze lady is reluctant to drink to promising to spend anuzzer evening wiz you *smiles*
  • Molly: *smiling behind her hand*
  • Molly's Date: ...
  • Molly's Date: For your information, mate, we're having a wonderful time, aren't we, Molly?
  • Waiter: Mmm, no she 'asn't.
  • Molly's Date: *stands up; pointing harshly* What makes you so sure? I know she wants to come home with me! Why else would she agree to come on a date with me?
  • Molly: *blinks*
  • Sherlock: *sighs* She is wearing a wire, feeding information to me and my colleagues outside so, please, try to run. I'd like some amusement.
  • Molly's Date: *blinks as Lestrade and his men approach*
  • Molly: *shrugs*
  • Sherlock: *menacing* Oh, and if you talk to my wife like that again, the police won't find your body. Understand?
  • Molly's Date: *gaping as he's carted off*
  • Sherlock: *kisses Molly's forehead* Are you alright? You did very well.
  • Molly: *nods* Thanks. That, quite attractive *biting her lip; playing with his tie* Do you think you could do that accent tonight?
  • Sherlock: *smirks* I think I can do that.
  • Greg: *shaking his head* If he wasn't a dangerous criminal, I'd say you two did this on purpose.
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… or, Five times Eggsy tried to be proper for Harry, and one time it wasn’t worth it

Eggsy thinks wine is rank, but he’ll do anything to make Harry look at him so fondly.

Holy crap I managed to write something.

This is for @mockingjaybeevicious, who’s had a rough time of it lately and wanted Eggsy hating wine. Quickie beta by the lovely @dianyx.

Tags for the crew: @hartwinorlose, @annaofaza, @beautyofthenightmares, @elletromil, @eggaleggsy

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Knowledge can come from the most unlikely places. For example, I’ll always know that a classy meal of fava beans and liver should be paired with Chianti wine thanks to Hannibal Lecter, the cannibal psychiatrist from The Silence Of The Lambs.

You all of course know what I’m talking about. It’s only the most famous line in the movie. FBI Agent Clarice Starling visits Lecter in a mental hospital because she needs help catching another serial killer, but Lecter is mainly interested in toying with her, so he talks about the time he killed a census worker and “ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.” It’s a brilliant scene. It’s chilling, it’s great character development … but did you know that it’s also a joke?

According to a Reddit post, the mental hospital in the movie might had been treating Lecter with monoamine oxidase inhibitors (MAOIs), which is a type of antidepressant that’s fallen out of use over the years due to its dangerous side effects and potentially-lethal interactions with certain foods. People who took MAOIs had to be put on a very strict diet that forbade them from eating things like – oh, would you look at this beautiful full circle – liver, beans, and red wine.

5 Brilliant Jokes Almost Everyone Missed In Famous Movies

aussieforgood  asked:

Remember that conversation we had the other day: Fic featuring Olicity, Mr T and Nyssa. Felicity teasing Oliver about Mr Terrific and how she should go to Nanda Parbat marry him to make things “even” between her and oliver, because well he and Nyssa are married. (and yes I was nice enough to leave that other part out even though it really hurt me to because it would have been hilarious) :P

Here you go Suzie I hope it lives up to expectations and I added the part you left out because well I know you really wanted it :) I hope this offends no-one and just… yeh…

Another Marriage.

Felicity was drunk, well tipsy she knew she shouldn’t have had that fourth glass of red wine but they were celebrating. She couldn’t remember specifically what, but she was surrounded by her family, her friends, and the people she loved. So, so what if she had drank a little too much, she was allowed to in her own home.
They’d had great food, amazing wine, brilliant conversation, everyone was here. Well had been here, Lyla and Diggle had gone home early after Sara fell asleep. Curtis, or Mr Terrific as he liked his masked self to be called now he was helping the team much to Oliver’s reluctance, had stayed. He and Felicity had gotten really close working together, he was a good guy. Laurel and Thea had stayed too. Then sometime after dessert Nyssa turned up, stating something about potentially bringing Sara back to life.

After that Felicity had been joking with Curtis, who was complimenting her on her hunk of a man as the others talked logically about resurrecting Sara. She was laughing when Oliver slipped beside her, leaving the other 3 ladies chatting.

“What did I miss?” He asked staring at Felicity.

“Oh nothing.” Curtis answered innocently with a wink at Felicity.

“What?” He asked sounding a little annoyed.

“Nothing dear, just go back to your wife.” She patted him on the chest with the back of her hand. Curtis started choking on his drink staring wildly at the pair. Oliver stood a little straighter.

“Felicity.” He said a little shocked.

“What it’s true, she is your wife.” She said nonchalantly.

“Care to explain?” Curtis asked.

“Long story short, Oliver married his ex girlfriend’s girlfriend, it was a forced marriage.”

“Oh right.” Curtis shifted uncomfortably, as Oliver looked slightly pained.

“Oh my god!” The other 3 had made their way over hearing all the commotion. “We should get married!” She said clutching Curtis’s arm. He smiled at her trying to suppress a laugh.

“Felicity.” Oliver practically growled.

“What? You married Nyssa; maybe I should have a gay partner too?” She teased, seeing the annoyance in his eyes. Thea was laughing unable to control herself, as Laurel tried really hard to maintain her composure.

“I do not understand. Why would you marry someone you do not love?” Nyssa asked with a frown.

“She’s teasing Oliver.” Laurel said placing a hand on her arm.

“Honey if I do marry her we could totally switch spouses.” Curtis winked jokingly at Nyssa.

“Why would we switch?”

“Because… You clearly prefer women and I prefer men.” Felicity was in hysterics clutching Oliver’s arm as he gave her the ‘do you see what you’ve done’ look, which made her laugh even harder.

“Ah I see. Well the blonde is cute.” Nyssa said standing a little more comfortably.

“She is a cutie pie but her beefcake of a man. Hot damn!” He gave Oliver a quick look over humming in appreciation and Laurel found herself chuckle too as Oliver stood there completely thrown by the whole situation. His girlfriend was drunk, his 'wife’ was here, his girlfriends new gay best friend was hitting on him, his sister and his ex girlfriend, all joking about his marriage, it was completely unbelievable and then suddenly Felicity blurted out.

“We’d be swingers!”

“Oh… wow… that is… just wow!” Thea said between laughter clutching her side, unable to control herself.

“I think maybe it’s time for everyone to leave.” Oliver said eyeing up his girlfriend.

“What are swingers? I do not understand.” Nyssa asked. Thea was practically on the floor, whilst Laurel was struggling really hard to compose herself.

“Oh honey have you been living in cave?” Curtis asked taking a sip of his wine.

“No, Nanda Parbat. Are swinger’s people who swing on ropes? Because we have those, I can swing that way.” Oliver pinched the bridge of his nose. Felicity leant up on her tiptoes her lips brushing against his earlobe.

“She’s your wife you should explain.” Then she started laughing again.

“Right someone needs to go to bed.” Felicity looked at him pouting a little, before a smirk appeared.

“Are you joining me big boy?” She had said it a lot louder than intended and everyone fell silent. Oliver blinked before he turned back to the group, all of them unable to stop the muffles of laughter and smiles on their faces.

“I think everyone needs to go.” Oliver stated plainly with no room for argument.


“Sure thing.”

“Totally.” They all mumbled placing down their glasses, and rushing to grab their coats. They all kissed and hugged them goodbye, and as Oliver closed the door he heard Nyssa speak.

“I still don’t understand these swingers you speak of.” He shook his head spinning to see Felicity, glass of water in hand.

“So are we going to bed?” She winked playfully.

“Yes and you’re going to sleep.” She pouted adorably.

“You’re no fun!” He grinned then shaking his head. “There’s that smile.” She said softly. “I love that smile, the care free loving life one, it’s amazing.” He blinked then as he slowly watched her make her way to the stairs. “Are you coming?” She asked turned her head to look at him.

“Of course.” He replied practically jogging to keep up with her, because he could never deny Felicity anything. And although he knew she was joking about the marriage, he also knew he’d try to sort it out as soon as possible because he loved this woman with all his heart.

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2013 Vietti Cascinetta Moscato d'Asti DOCG

Mmmm. I love me some sweet Moscato d'Asti! This one tastes like a spring garden after a rain. Ripe honeydew and honeysuckle. Baby herbs, white blossoms, and stone. Great mousse. You can almost feel the sugar crystals, but the wine isn’t cloying at all. Brilliant candied Meyer lemon finish!

5/5 bones


Muscat Blanc à Petits Grains

5.5% abv

Moscato d'Asti (Piedmont), ITALY


Meet Nathan: a half good, half bad witch trapped in a cage who must escape before his seventeenth birthday and find his unique magical Gift or die. So begins Half Bad, the first book in a trilogy. Half Bad has been translated into 47 languages and praised around the world. Finally, its sequel is here! Nathan has escaped his cage and found his unique magical Gift - but he can’t control it, and the people who caged him are always on his trail, keeping Nathan on the run when all he wants is a quiet life of freedom. Reviewers are praising Half Wild, with the School Library Journal promising that “readers who enjoyed [Half Bad] will devour this sequel.” The release is still a day away, so in the meantime Penguin Teen Author Spotlight interviewed Sally Green, the author behind this thrilling modern fantasy!

Name: Sally Green 

Novels: Half Bad and Half Wild 

Available: Now and 24th March 2015 

Who’s your favorite author, living or dead? Well of course there isn’t just one, but Emily Brontë is the writer I’m most fascinated by. 

What’s your favorite thing about your book? I’m most pleased with the dialogue, especially between Nathan (the hero/boy) and Celia (the woman who keeps him in a cage). I loved writing those scenes. 

If you could spend one year on a deserted island with one character from literature, who would you choose? This is a difficult one but it would have to be someone who intrigues me and who I’d like to get to know a lot more – so I’d choose Nick Adams who features in many of Hemingway’s short stories. 

Where do you write? My study at the back of our house. It’s a small square room painted white with a window looking out over the garden. 

Who is your favorite hero or heroine of history? At the moment Thomas Cromwell, who is usually vilified in history books. No one disputes his intelligence, yet in Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall (which I love) it’s his understanding of humanity and his manipulative skills that shine through. 

Do you tweet? What’s the funniest thing you’ve ever tweeted? Yes, I tweet @Sa11eGreen and I love twitter. Well, of course I can’t possibly brag about my own jokes. Funniest RT today was a rehash of the old First Rule of Fight Club joke – there are a lot of those on twitter. 

Sally Green retweeted Moose Allain 6 hours ago Can’t work out whether I’m supposed to talk about Reverse Psychology Club or not.

What is your favorite season? Spring – it always seems miraculous. 

If you could teleport anywhere in the known universe right now, where would you go? Rio de Janeiro – I’ve never been and would love to go. 

Do you have any writing rituals? Coffee and silence usually help but they’re not essential. 

What is your idea of earthly happiness? Peace, quiet, good food, fresh air. 

What is the best concert you’ve ever been to? A local wine bar had a brilliant band playing one night – no idea what they were called but a great singer and great atmosphere. 

What are you currently working on? I’m writing Book 3 of the Half Bad trilogy.


Thank you, Sally! We can’t wait to read the third book!

You can follow Sally on her Twitter.

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