Italian wine binge
Don't bombard me with messages of sympathy. I'm old enough to know better. But all day I've been nursing the sort of hangover that used to be commonplace in newsrooms in the days before we all reformerd our wayward lives.
Last night I attended a dinner at Filini - the restaurant at the Radissson SAS Hotel - showing off the wines of the Italian company Antinori, owned by the same family for 26 generations.
Knowing that,as usual, I'd be in the office before 6.30am, I went with the intention of showing restraint. Trouble is, the wines were simply too good.
Eight wines were served and I had at least one glass of eachand, in some cases, several. Oh how witty my conversation must have been at the end of the evening.
There are more details in tomorrow's Food + Drink section of the Mail. Of the wines, not my drinking habits.
Also check out the competitions to win a meal for four at Piccolino and VIP passes at the Taste of Birmingham festival at Cannon Hill.
I. meanwhile, am sipping a hair of the dog. Sadly, it isn't working...


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