Two-double-ought Seven. Weird.

Out with the old, in with the new.

We saw 2006 out, and 2007 in, with kisses, not wine. The evening at the theatre was splendid fun, a rioteous romp titled "The Great American Trailer Park Musical." Light chow and mediocre wine were offered up, along with a post-show champagne toast. We had already fortified ourselves with the always-good Cristalino Cava Brut, shrimp, brie and spanokopita, so our night was nearly as pleasant as that of the Chiefs. Although not so roller-coaster giddy. . .

I shall soon consider my list for Best Wines I Drank in 2006, but today I am more concerned with nursing my dog Dio back to health. It's his last year on the planet, and old age brings its regular ravages. Damn it.

Happy new year, fellow wine lovers. And do remember: This is a wine blog. A blog about wine. Winetaster enjoys wine commentary, pro and con. That's the point. The point is not to abuse this forum with extraneous, irrelevant and otherwise unwanted verbiage. For that, we have George W. Bush.