We’re pouring the 2006 Ponzo this weekend at Monte Bello. And if you’re coming up to see us, I really, really, really recommend that you consider bringing a wedge of Harlech Somerdale (a Welsh cow’s milk and horseradish cheese), because this is the wine and cheese pairing of the year. Of the decade. Of the century. This is the color I dream in now. The aroma I bathe my clothes in. The paste I brush my teeth with. I put this cheese and wine pairing behind my ears when I go out dancing. Please try this pairing. It’s so lonely on Cloud 9. Or it would be, if I had any conception of loneliness. But I don’t. Because of Ponzo and Harlech. Like Adam and Eve, Laurel and Hardy, Punch and Judy, Ralph and Norton, Brownie McGhee and Sonny Terry. Except not like any of those. Only Ponzo and Harlech now. The sky I fly in, the land I walk on. I am a big cavemen club, and the mastodon of life cowers before me. I am Ponzo and Harlech man. Please come see us. We have Ponzo. You bring Harlech. “Hey, you got your Ponzo in my Harlech!” Miracles do happen. Amen.