"Amrita once reserved for the gods.
Subtle yet complex, with a lingering lemon aroma.
Laced with, honey, tangerine, and peach.
Full-bodied, sweet but not overdone.
Thick, luscious and compact acidity.
A rather intense and definitely fulfilling finish."
The black and gold label portraying the French, Garonne River ch?teau spells exclusive and pricey. At least 200.00 dollars, I think and pour myself another glass.
On the hardwood floor, my legs folded in an impossible position have given up hurting. Or, perhaps, I finally mastered how to hold back pain. The word yoga comes to mind, along with a splinter of my good old companion, sarcasm. I set the bottle of Sauternes down on the floor and unfurl my sore limbs.
How long have I been sitting?