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3 DRINK MINIMUM: Cafe Divino

Sexy wine torture

CAFE DIVINO: Tom here is into all sorts of kinky wine stuff. Photography by Steph DeRosa

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Kris Blondin, the Weekly Volcano's "Grocery Stories" scribe, has got to be white wine's number one fan.  If white wine had a fan club, Kris would be president.  Hell, maybe there is a white wine fan club I don't know about yet, and Kris is already the president.  Did I research white wine fan clubs before beginning this column?  Nope.  Do I actually care if there is already a white wine fan club? Not at all. 

As far as I'm concerned, white wine has always been the enemy of my forever-beloved glass of deep, red wine.

Good friend Kris is such a white wine lover that when we plan to meet for girl time, she usually suggests meeting at one of her favorite wine bars - this time Café Divino.

I'm no sucker, and I know she's trapping me into another one of her white wine presentations.  Call it a "red wine intervention," if you will.

Drink One: Runaway White Willamette Valley Pinot Blanc 2009  (bartender's choice) - Well, shit.  Kris was right; white wine doesn't suck as much as I thought. Given something sweet and smooth, such as this Pinot Blanc, changing wine colors isn't as tragic as I thought it would be.  Now I won't have to secretly chill my cabernet in all this summertime weather happening around us.

Drink Two: Kangarilla Road Shiraz 2006 (most popular drink within last hour) - Ahhhh, I'm led back into a glass of delicious red wine.  Wait, wasn't this whole meeting about converting me into a white wine lover?  What kind of torture was Café Divino bartender, Tom, into?  What was next?  Tying me to a barstool, ripping off my shirt and drenching my undergarments in mass quantities of wine? 

Torture!  Glorious, liberating, sexy torture!

Not that something like that has ever happened before or anything.

Drink Three: St. Martin de la Garrigue Rosé 2008 (my choice) - "Rosé?  You mean, like a white zinfandel?" I asked Kris when she recommended my final drink.  Her response was something short of a death-wish glare, along with schooling me on how a "rosé" is actually a red wine, and not to be confused with something like white zin. 

That's good, because from what I can remember white zin dries the stickiest when drenched on undergarments. 

I mean, from what I've heard. 

Cafe Divino

2112, N. 30th St., Tacoma
253.779.4226

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