I wrote a blog a few weeks back about the horrors of canned sparkling wine. It contained quite a big of anger and disdain in it - as well commentary on Paris Hilton. I am sad to say that after all these months of hard core avoidance, I finally found myself holding a can of this blasphemous wine, and I was quite shocked when I was still alive after drinking it. I am a humble person, so I must say, I will retract some of my hatred. Some.

Let's back track for a second here. I was at an event in NYC. It was sponsored by several beverage brands, one being Sofia Mini California Blanc de Blanc. When we walked in, I noticed partygoers holding in their hands champagne flutes that seemed to be full of sparkling wine. Well, whatever they had was not what I got. When I ordered my glass of champagne at the bar and was not handed a fancy glass, but a can of Sofia with a straw in it.

FIRST OF ALL, who drinks sparkling wine with a straw? Its like those people who get a beer at a sports event or concert, and sip it delicately through a clear straw. And to add insult to injury, the beer has a soda top on the cup. Beer + Straw = Bad. Sparkling Wine + Straw = Bad. With that being said...

It really wasn't that bad. Considering I was in a large event space, packed with after-work drinking types, this is the perfect place to serve a canned beverage. People were knocking into me, stepping on my toes, people were dancing. As I had said in my previous blog, there is a time and a place. And there I was - the time and the place were right. I sipped on my wine, gave it some looks of disgust, but continued to drink until there was no more. I held my head in shame.

Without beating a dead horse, lets just get to the moral of my story. I got to have sparkling wine at my fancy event without risking stains on my white satin fancy top. I guess its not too bad of an idea after all....