An especially vivid memory of Stan was at Waldo in 1970. Somehow the topic of wine came up, and your Dad asked if I liked wine. My reply, based on a recent libation courtesy of Tommy Porter's raid on his Dad's wine cellar was, yes I like Poulie Fuisse. Your Dad's eyes twinkled, he smiled and told us to sit down at the dining room table. He lifted from the wall his tricolor ribboned sommelier cup and slipped it on, then disappeared into the wine cellar. For the rest of the evening we sampled delicious wines with full descriptions of each tasting by Stan. He demonstrated joy in living before I knew that there was a French expression for it. We will raise a glass to his memory together.
Dear Cyndy and Hanai John:
An especially vivid memory of Stan was at Waldo in 1970. Somehow the topic of wine came up, and your Dad asked if I liked wine. My reply, based on a recent libation courtesy of Tommy Porter's raid on his Dad's wine cellar was, yes I like Poulie Fuisse. Your Dad's eyes twinkled, he smiled and told us to sit down at the dining room table. He lifted from the wall his tricolor ribboned sommelier cup and slipped it on, then disappeared into the wine cellar. For the rest of the evening we sampled delicious wines with full descriptions of each tasting by Stan. He demonstrated joy in living before I knew that there was a French expression for it. We will raise a glass to his memory together.