One thing I've never been accused of is being too classy. (I once went to a party at a trailer park, where the entertainment included watching the trailer owner's hound dog do tricks and the beverage of choice was PBR - before it was hip and kitschy.)
That said, I do on occasion like to, as I say, "class things up." Gallery walks, anything that includes going to the Arsht Center and, my personal fave, drinking wine. So I'm, to quote my friend Steven ('sup Schwa), veee excited about Miami.com's first wine tasting.
And this isn't just any old wine tasting, it's a celebration. Of what, you may ask? A celebration, friends, to, um, celebrate our new column, Wino Confidential. Written by the hippest, most tell-it-like-it-is wine enthusiast I know, Ms. Dinkinish O'Connor, WC is a journey into this vino vixen's wine wonderland, her escapades that have included, so far, bodega minis of Sutter Home and a strip club and, this month, a night with a bottle of Goats Do Roam, a dude name Black-dah-Lack and an eviction notice.
