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How much Sugar and how many Calories are there in your favorite Wine?

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Being someone who enjoys a good glass of wine, especially when served with a great meal, I often find myself involved in conversations about wines.

Probably the facts that I hear quoted, and argued about, most often are how many Calories are being consumed in a good glass of wine.

I do know some basic facts on wines and calories, but I also know that the right answer to this question is based on the Residual Sugar Content and thus the category of the wine being discussed.

So, simply put, the first thing you have to know as a wine drinker is  the sweetness category of your wine.

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Old Joke – WINE vs. Water

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I was Just Thinkin'

I was Just Thinkin’

A glass of wine 
To my friends who enjoy a glass of wine.


And to those who don’t but are always seen with a bottle of water in their hand.

As Ben Franklin said: 
In wine there is wisdom,
In beer there is freedom,
In water there is bacteria.

In a number of carefully controlled trials,
Scientists have demonstrated that if we drink
1 litre of water each day,
At the end of the year we would have absorbed
More than 1 kilo of Escherichia coli, (E. Coli) – bacteria
Found in faeces.
In other words, we are consuming 1 kilo of poop.

However,
We do NOT run that risk when drinking wine & beer
(or tequila, rum, whiskey or other liquor)
Because alcohol has to go through a purification process
Of boiling, filtering and/or fermenting.

Remember:
Water = Poop,
Wine = Health
Therefore, it’s better to drink wine and talk stupid,
Than to drink water and be full of $hit..

There is no need to thank me for this valuable information:
I’m doing it as a public service

Another Afternoon, Another Pain, Another Smile!

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Wine glass in hand, I closed the sliding door. Then I limped across the carpeted Lanai. as the cooling Gulf breeze, blew through the Palm leaves in my yard. and across my porch. Slowly, stiffly, I sat down, with the spasms wracking … Continue reading →