Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

From the Beeb:  Have we reached peak prosecco?

Ol’ Robbo didn’t even realize it was a “thing”.

Curiously enough, Mrs. R has become something of a prosecco fan recently, going so far as to sample various labels.  She says she much prefers it to champagne, as I believe it is generally sweeter. (The Mothe was something of a fan as well.)

Myself, I dislike the sparkling stuff.  Gives me quite the headache (as do most whites) and I also feel all bloated.  I’ll stick to my reds and leave zee bubbly to the Missus.

A glass of wine with the Puppy-Blender!