tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post7825078606689524638..comments2024-02-28T21:09:17.490-08:00Comments on Samantha Sans Dosage: Regifting...Really A Bad Thing?Samantha Duganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-14280217217639223682009-12-28T15:24:42.614-08:002009-12-28T15:24:42.614-08:00I have no problem with re-gifting, especially wine...I have no problem with re-gifting, especially wine. Even MY wines. I figure sooner or later a bottle is going to fall into the hands/mouth of someone who really loves it like it deserves, and that person is going to look us up online, or call me, and I'm going to point them to my favorite wine shop in their area - sounds like a win, win, win, win to me. <br /><br />On a side note, it's time for New Year's resolutions and so I'm going to ask everyone guilty of it to STOP mentioning Rombauer Chardonnay, even disparagingly. Gawd in heaven - just IGNORE the stuff! With every mention you summon the devil. Just ignore it and hopefully it will go away.John M. Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343670865804216103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-84849844587769260142009-12-28T12:13:48.675-08:002009-12-28T12:13:48.675-08:00Otay, looks like girls against dudes here. Sheesh ...Otay, looks like girls against dudes here. Sheesh and they say chicks are sensitive...leftovers? Ouch. Persoanlly I never ask or even think about where a gift I was given came from, that's not the point is it? Should we not just be grateful for anything we are given and the fact that someone felt they wanted to share something...anything with us? <br /><br />Dunno maybe coming from a background where gifts were very rare things I just don't get it. I am just so moved each and every time I am given anything...even a freaking card can make my heart swell...should I now start wondering if that card came from some previously selected box of cards, therefore not selected just for me on just this occasion? What a sad, "prove to me what I'm worth" way to think...not for me, not at all. I'll just get pleasure from being thought of at all.....<br /><br />By the way, welcome Sara!Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-2503010511478079602009-12-28T11:15:54.443-08:002009-12-28T11:15:54.443-08:00My Gorgeous Samantha,
Isn't regifting about b...My Gorgeous Samantha,<br /><br />Isn't regifting about being lazy AND cheap? If you knew a gift you'd received had been intended for someone else, how would you feel? Like leftovers?<br /><br />So if you receive a bottle of wine you don't like, something with a cute animal on the label or an egregious pun for a name (Cabernet Francenstein or Vulva Clicquot), instead of regifting it, present it to the next poor soul you see on the street who looks like he/she could use a drink. Or, the next time you see the person who gave you the wine, make them share it with you to show your appreciation and to express your gratitude. That ought to teach them.<br /><br />There's something creepy about regifting. Especially if you forget to remove the gift tag with your name on it.<br /><br />I'd never never regift YOU. You're all mine.<br /><br />I adore you!<br /><br />Your HoseMasterRon Washam, HMWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11238869156614617705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-718752916243454472009-12-28T10:22:14.377-08:002009-12-28T10:22:14.377-08:00If I had a bottle of wine that would produce a bun...If I had a bottle of wine that would produce a bunch of buzzy, toasty girls, I would not regift it. Otherwise, who needs it?<br /><br />It is not my business, or any of ours frankly, to tell people what they should like or not like, but it does bug me to hear people say things like "I don't drink red wine because it gives me a headache". Or, thinks that Shiraz is a great grape but does not like Syrah.<br /><br />I worry that these people are beyond hope--or help. <br /><br />But the notion of regifting almost anything bugs me a bit. OK, I will admit that the person who gave me brown socks for Christmas could just as easily have given me a lump of coal. <br /><br />But, when someone sends a gift that it intended to deliver hedonistic pleasure, I think one ought to at least give the damn bottle a try. Sure, if it is something that you already find disappointing like Rombauer Chardonnay with its high residual sugar (why can Riesling have RS but Chard not?), and you know the wine gives you a headache just thinking about it, maybe.<br /><br />But, I also got a big bottle of some spicy nuts that someone made up. OK, I may not eat them down to the last pecan but I owe the giver the chance to show me what she has wrought. I kind of feel the same way about wine. People who give me wine take a giant chance. If I know the wine and don't see any value in opening the bottle, they are stuck and so am I. But, if it is something I have not tried, even if the category is not one that owns my heart, I will always open the bottle. Or taste the nuts. Or give a try to the cornichon paste in a tube (that turned out, as feared, to have none of the zing of the real thing).<br /><br />It is the giving and the intent behind it that creates a felt obligation in me. Even for Rombauer Chardonnay, which regardless of, or perhaps because of, its RS, goes perfectly well with many Thai and some Indian dishes, especially those with lots of coconut milk as part of their sauces.Puff Daddyhttp://www.cgcw.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-34433513218925815552009-12-28T02:21:58.229-08:002009-12-28T02:21:58.229-08:00I couldn't agree more with your line about, th...I couldn't agree more with your line about, the way that people get pleasure from the gift received should be of no interest. Well said! As long as pleasure is received, that's the point after all :-)<br />Sante!Sara Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06058056977783867772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-39753050095181225242009-12-27T23:20:13.285-08:002009-12-27T23:20:13.285-08:00Vicki,
Speaking as the drunk girl, (ahem still i...Vicki,<br /> Speaking as the drunk girl, (ahem still iz by the way) that wrote this piece of crap post....thank you! I raise my glass number, "I'm so not tellin" to you and toast buzzy girls the world over. Shit no wonder dudes dig us this way...so forgiving.Samantha Duganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05214278596698698245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4819829113979242722.post-20981915840770191602009-12-27T23:15:37.953-08:002009-12-27T23:15:37.953-08:00OK, I'm a little buzzy, and it's late, but...OK, I'm a little buzzy, and it's late, but.....<br />I LOVE YOU!!!!!<br /><br />Gifts of wine are a lovely thing indeed. Even bottles I (think) I don't like, sometimes, like this past Christmas, turn into bottles I will remember forever. <br /><br />And, your description of what wine does for you at the end of a long day, yes indeed, true dat.<br /><br />Thanks for your writing. I love reading you!vickibarkleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05022386405760987314noreply@blogger.com