Perusing the local Flea Market a couple of weekends ago, I came across an unusual wine decanter. Excited by my find, I exclaimed boisterously to the salesclerk at check out, “I can’t wait to get this home and try it out!” He gave me a peculiar sort of look, his lips curled up in a sneer. Perhaps he didn’t share my adoration of the art of uncorking, decanting, and allowing a red wine to breathe before tipping the liquid slowly into a long-stemmed wine glass to enjoy? No bother; he looked like a Natural Light type of fellow anyway.
I transported my new treasure home and placed it ceremoniously on the buffet in the main room. Throughout the week, I found myself sneaking admiring glances at the flawless glass, eye-pleasing craftsmanship, and perfect curvature of the handle melded to the bottle.
Curious at the possible worth of my new treasure, I began scouring the Internet for equivalents to liken its value. I eventually located my new-fangled wine decanter, albeit a bit disgusted at what I had uncovered. My new “wine decanter” wasn’t a decanter at all, but a vintage glass urine bottle!
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I read this post during class while students were taking an exam…imagine how hard it was to contain my chuckles when I scrolled down to the picture, because I new EXACTLY what that bottle was. (It will come in handy on long car trips with the young boy child).
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Glad I could provide a chuckle!!