#Sommelier Recommendations

[slavicafire]

do I have any wine drinking polish mutuals? because I'm looking for a new sweet/semi sweet red wine to make my favourite (starting today) and I don't want to just buy a random bottle

[wineworldnews]

Essential reading for anyone with a deep interest in Burgundy

[rosemarylemont-archived]

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Back of house ⏐⏐ OOC

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Steeping Leaves.. ⏐⏐ Musings/Aesthetics

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People watching ⏐⏐ Dash Com

Yohimbe Tea⏐⏐ Suggestive

So here's the tea⏐⏐ Headcanons

The Great Return of Mako Noshiyaga!⏐⏐ Crack

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[raiilh]

Name: Monster's Bar / 妖怪酒馆

Translation & Credit: Webnovel

[eggwhiteswithspinach]

👏 10 Things About Me: Michael Burg, MD (Satire Sommelier)

[kissabledyke]

there should be sommeliers for kinky porn. i want a well dressed professional lady recommending me the finest vintage of her tgirl overstim posts

[sexhaver]

I read once that people should find wine recommendations by looking at prominent sommeliers who already like profiles you like, not because they're objectively correct at wine, but their tastes align with yours and they will likely speak to other wines you would like. I just listened to Tarot Sport by Fuck Buttons because you mentioned it and I really like it, do you have any other music recs in general

oh man this is the nicest compliment ive gotten on my musical taste in a minute! if you like the polyrhythmic aspect of Fuck Buttons where they layer sounds on top of each other until it sound like white noise but if you listen from the beginning with headphones you can still pick out every individual layer, check out Lauren Bousfield. her entire discography is good but Avalon Vales and Palimpsest are my personal favs. if you really like those and need more you can check out some of her earlier work under Nero's Day At Disneyland, specifically From Rotting Fantasylands

if you like having Fuck Buttons on in the background as study music, start looking into old Boiler Room sets on Soundcloud. these don't inherently have much in common other than being good background music but you asked me for recs in general so here are some of my fav sets:

Baauer B2B RL Grime at Ray-Ban x Boiler Room SXSW (warning: this set has the best music but also worst hype woman of all time)

Bonobo Boiler Room DJ Mix (this one was playing as i wrote most of my essays in college)

Purity Ring 45 Minute Mix Boiler Room Montreal (please please please skip to 22 minutes in if you listen to nothing else here, that segment singlehandedly gave me so much more respect for Purity Ring than actually seeing them live in 2012 did)

XXYYXX 60 Minute Set Boiler Room Los Angeles (whole thing is good but skip to 24 minutes in lol)

okay this last one isn't Boiler Room at all but uh. umru ♭⒉♭ fraxiom at Lavapalooza is Umru and Fraxiom doing Minecraft parody covers of hyperpop songs at a concert that happened in Minecraft itself. but it's unironically kind of good at certain points if you have the same kind of brain damage i do where you enjoy Fuck Buttons

[hazelfoureyes]

The fandom making the most horny request ever exist:

Hazel:

Wow that’s actually extremely accurate lmao

I’m a sommelier of smut 🍷 ✨

Luci breeding kink? Excellent suggestion. May I recommend tied up reader with baby fever Luci? Subtle notes of dubcon and heavy aftertaste of daddy kink.

The wine list (masterlist)

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

ngl I've gotten some intriguing food inspiration from your creative followers this week. probably not what you were intending when you started this blog, but food recs and fic recs go hand in hand, right? now if you'll excuse me, I need to go put sour cream and ghost pepper hot sauce on walnut waffles

I don't know why, but I'm picturing myself as a fanfic sommelier at a pizza place.

"Yes, sir. May I recommend a nice destiel with your meal? It pairs wonderfully with hot sauce."

[maxknightley]

My Butler makes a horrible sommelier. My wine cellar is in shambles, and I fear a drop in attendance at my bi-weekly tastings. How do I train her to have a properly refined palate?

typically, situations like this are an issue of motivation. I recommend sitting down with her and reminding her that, if she develops her palate, it will give her more opportunities to feel smugly superior to people who drink swill.

if that fails, you could always try locking her in her quarters with nothing to eat or drink but fresh grapes and well-aged cabernet sauvignon! after about a week, she'll develop strong and informed opinions on the subject whether she wants to or not.

[lalalian]

fantasy dr ideas

date: may 6, 2024

crafting spells in the form of tea

A shop in the middle of the lilac glades has been the talk of the town lately.

Tea in exchange for a story, but tips are always welcome.

People who seek out the tea alchemist aren't your average person, hell, they may not even be a person.

An elf with slack ears walks into the teahouse. His forearms are the color of ink-- color closes in around his elbows. The gauzy warm lanterns casts a hazy glow on his otherwise deep copper skin.

He unsheathes a small paper crane from his pocket and blows the folded bird off his palm.

The crane lands in a shallow bowl filled with water. The ink remains unblemished.

Ah, another request.

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oki synopsis over, let's get into what the dr is all about in detail.

You are the tea sommelier in question, and you own a tea shop known for its unique and complex spells. To maintain your mystery, I'd suggest moving around different kingdoms once a month. This nomadic lifestyle would encourage you to explore the world and get a feel of each region's society.

As for the spells, you can craft anything from forgotten memories to a guide to an ancient ruin with a cup of tea.

Making each cup of tea isn't simple. You'll need to research what kinds of things you need to add to the brew, the kind of technique you need to use to make the tea, what kind of teapot and teacup you need to serve it in, and what kinds of spells should you cast on the tea.

In exchange, ask for a story. Remember that not everyone should have their request fulfilled, as some conflict with another or they would ruin the balance of fate. I'm sure that your customers would leave you with generous tips, but it may not always be in the form of money.

The kinds of beings that would visit your teahouse are people that have a mysterious agenda or a certain kind of desperation.

magic tea idea inspired by A Magic Steeped in Poison by Judy I. Lin, I haven't read it yet tho! I'm currently trying to find the time to read Novice Dragoneer by E.E. Knight (def not for scenario ideas for aethergarde).

also if anyone has any dragon rider book reccs besides for fireborne and fourth wing, plz let me know T-T

i feel like this dr is a lot of work, even I don't know how I'd fare in this DR... 😭😭 I really recommend scripting 1200 buffs if you're planning to shift here

[wineworldnews]

Once a week I will recommend a wine that is suitable for beginners and affordable for everyone.

Today it is:

La Baume St Paul Sauvignon Blanc: clear, shiny and pale gold with green reflections. Nose spoiled by notes of white pear, peach and tropical fruit. Dry, fine and lively on the palate, this wine captivates with its beautiful fruity aromas.

[silversnakes-yan]

✲𝓡𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓮𝔁✲

You and Rory were dining at an upscale restaurant, the kind where the silverware gleamed under the soft glow of chandeliers and the menu had no prices. You two were celebrating your promotion at your job, a night meant for toasts and laughter.

As you settled in, a familiar face approached their table. It was Jake, your ex-boyfriend, now your server for the evening. Jake's eyes lit up when he saw you, a mixture of surprise and nostalgia.

"____, it's been a long time," Jake said, a bit too warmly. "How have you been?"

You forced a polite smile. "Hi, Jake. I'm doing well, thanks."

Jake lingered a moment too long, clearly trying to rekindle a connection. "You look amazing, as always."

Rory, sensing the tension, decided to intervene. "Excuse me, could we get the wine list?" His voice was calm, but his eyes were locked onto Jake’s with an unspoken warning.

Jake handed over the wine list but couldn't resist one more attempt. "If you need any recommendations, ____, you know I have great taste."

Rory leaned back in his chair, a smirk forming. "No need, Jake. We'll take the Château Lafite Rothschild 2000."

Jake's eyes widened slightly. "Of course, sir. Excellent choice."

As Jake walked away, Rory reached across the table to hold your hand. "Don't worry, Sunshine. Tonight is about us."

The wine arrived, and Rory made a point of talking to the sommelier about the wine's origins, its rarity, and its price. "It's one of the best," he said loudly enough for Jake, who was serving the table next to them, to hear.

Throughout the meal, Rory continued to subtly flaunt his wealth. He ordered the most expensive dishes, tipped generously at every opportunity, and even mentioned his recent business ventures that have been quite successful.

You were initially embarrassed by the display, soon realized Rory's intention. He wasn't just showing off; he was making it clear to Jake that you were well taken care of, that he had no chance of winning you back.

By the end of the night, Jake's attempts to woo you had ceased entirely. He kept his distance, his confidence visibly shaken.

As they left the restaurant, you squeezed Rory's hand. "You didn't have to do all that, you know."

Rory smiled. "I know. But I wanted to make sure you enjoyed your night without any unwanted distractions."

You laughed, the earlier discomfort replaced with affection. "Well, you certainly succeeded."

They walked out into the cool night, leaving the restaurant — and Jake — behind, ready to celebrate the rest of their evening together.

[butchjesus]

yes yes any/all pronouns and many names, we love this, of course. but what about specific name-pronoun pairings for maximum Flavour. give yourself the sommelier treatment. good evening folks, may I interest you in a fine dana to start? it pairs wonderfully with our she/him. or perhaps our grace alongside a complement of hy/hymn? the chef recommends the james with a side of she/her—it's just come in season, very fresh. do you see the vision

[raurusthirdeye]

Link and Zelda visit the Sommelier

LINK: We'd like a tasting. SOMMELIER: I know of your past fondness for the German varietals, but I can wholeheartedly endorse the new breed of Austrians. ZELDA: Could you recommend anything for the end of the night? SOMMELIER: May I suggest: the Benelli M4?

I saw @mori1733's figure collection post and couldn't stop myself from creating a John Wick AU crossover 🤣😅

[nerdieforpedro]

El vino me lo quitó (I lost him to wine)

Part Two (morado/purple) of Coasting through the Rainbow

My entire masterlist and blog are for readers 18+ MDNI. I do not consent to my work being used in AI, recommended on TikTok, borrowed or plagiarized.

Summary: The move back to the US presents Javier with new opportunities and challenges. He felt like he may have found someone to hold onto but is he really holding on to them?

Warnings: Angst, domestic Javier, allusions to smut, alcohol use, no bad jokes this time, and PTSD reference

Word Count: 1936

Notes: We’re moving forward in Javi’s story. It’s very angsty and the angst is strong in this fic but we are working toward a good ending for Javi, I promise!

Main Masterlist/ Javier Peña Masterlist/ AO3 Link

The hustle and bustle of Washington DC are confounding to Javier. Everyone is always moving quickly but seem to be doing nothing at the same time. He appreciates that there’s always something and someone to do, but there little nature. Not like Columbia where a drive could take you along rivers, forests and fields and not like Texas where he’d see animals, different fields and farms.

The overseas transfer went smoothly, due to his decorated history in the agency, the DEA want his knowledge which Peña is glad to be paid for. They included an apartment that had a parking garage. Good because Javier enjoyed driving, letting his mind wander listening to music, though with traffic as it was, it was difficult to get carried away in song while people were honking with all these one way streets.

Continuing to indulge in both women and men, Javier was able to work out some of the growing pains of his new life. None of his partners match Angelo’s looks exactly nor do they have his gentle touch. The loneliness ate at him daily however, there was a period of nearly a year that gave him a small part of familiar warmth from Columbia.

His name was James. He’s not gentle, nor does he allow Javi to hide as he hasn’t been able to being a gay black man. James is six foot three inches, broad with a three cloud tattoos on his upper right arm and a dark trail of hair leading to something Javier enjoyed. His hair is shaved on the sides and he keeps it long in the middle - a faux hawk. It looked goofy as far as Javier was concerned but give how limber his towering lover was able to make him in and out of bed, he never uttered a word about it. Often, when they began, little more than the slaps of skin were heard. Tender words were gone, neither of them had much use for them in the bedroom. Outside of it was a different matter all together.

To start, Javier met James for brunches and a few breakfasts. It was a stark difference in how his outings with Angelo went. Peña told himself he wouldn’t make that mistake again. No one wants to be hidden or a secret, he had realized that too late and been too scared to cross into the daytime. The relationship was one of two driven men.

Javier formed different relationship with agents in his new role and was helping to close cases, getting dangerous drugs off the streets.

James was a sommelier, working in a local winery and building his contacts along with gradually securing funding for establishing his own business.

In this respect, they complemented each other and spurred each other forward. They never lived together despite going from each other’s places freely at all times of day when there was time. Javier enjoyed James and cared about him, but it wasn’t quite the same as Angelo. Two ships floating in the same direction is how Javi would describe it. He did meet some of James’ friends and Javi had him out to dinners with the DEA crew he’d been advising. It was awkward at first as Javi hadn’t mentioned to any of them that he dated men in addition to women. Not that it was any of their business.

Again things were going smoothly and he though that despite not having same sense of security as he did before. Peña figured that having an undercurrent of trepidation would help him keep the relationship going.

Javier Peña finds himself wrong a second time.

James has been working many late nights similar to how Javi used to do in his younger days. He’s brought home some wine to go with dinner that Javier made - simple arroz con pollo (rice with chicken) but he added some asparagus cooked with chicken bullion and seasoned the pollo with tomatoes, lime juice and jalapeño stuffed green peppers. Normally he wouldn’t have added so many veggies, but Javi found that one of his favorite polo shirts - the pink one was a bit tight around the middle.

Javier only started cooking for one person and he wasn’t the one in the kitchen with him now. He always lingers in the back of my mind. I’m worried it’s always going to be like this. Will I ever move on? Forward?

When he and James sat down to eat, things were fine. They discussed their days like usual, ate a well-cooked meal. Afterword, when they were cleaning the kitchen up, James casually introduced the idea of California. “Going to visit you mean? We could, but we’ve never taken more than a weekend trip together Jay.” Drying his hands on the dish towel, Javi set down the plate worried that he may drop it. That’s a big step, but it has been nearly a year. Time just keeps moving doesn’t it?

“No, well yes we can visit the first time we go but eventually we would move there. I’ve been able to get all my funding, investors and contacts to open my own winery and grow the grapes I know will make an excellent wine.” James’ large palms press into Javi’s cheeks and his thumbs trace his upper lip and mustache. “Come with me Javi. I want you by my side. I’m going to start a wine empire!” The excitement is his dark orbs is accompanied by James’s cheeks puffing out from his wide smile. The bright kitchen light makes the stubble trying to grow back in on his face prominent with rich sepia skin.

“My job is here though James. I haven’t been here long enough for another transfer. Plus with all that the team has going on, it doesn’t feel right to leave them hanging.” Peña places his hands over James’. While correct in what he just said, Javi knows that he’s never told his boyfriend about what he saw in Columbia or California. Not the details that sometimes have him up at night. Make him still drink. Make him still smoke. Have him react to anything that sounds similar to a gunshot or eye any substance that looks like a white powder suspiciously. Javier is removed from most of that here. Just the mention of California has him in a cold sweat, his back starting to feel wet and tense.

James releases Javi and looks at the man he loves, the man he wants to walk long rows of greenery with and finally make a wine he’ll drink more than one glass of. The color has drained from Javi’s face, pallor has taken over. He’s surprised that Peña isn’t trembling, he just might start. “Sweetheart, does going to Cali bother you that much? Javi baby what happened? I’ll be right there with you. This is my dream. I’ve worked toward it for years.”

“Chasing a dream like that is a young man’s game. I’m damn near forty years old. I can consult for a while yet, but I don’t know about being out in a winery out in the hot sun. I can’t give you an answer right now James.” Javier turns away and places his palms face down on the counter, hanging his head. His age isn’t really that much of a factor, but he truly doesn’t want to go. And retirement has been on his mind since his work at the consulate, not that he knew what he would do whenever he did retire, but he didn’t want to be hurting for money like some law enforcement retirees are a few years into not working.

Crossing his arms, James knows Javier focuses more on facts when he wants to mask the real reason he doesn’t want to discuss something. Why didn’t he feel comfortable telling him? He knows that some things went down both in Columbia and Cali, things that made Javier famous in some circles, but only broad strokes. There were times he watched as Javi slept and murmured to himself, tossing in the bed. Peña would never speak about it, only that there were some ghosts that would always haunt him, choices that could have been different and kept more people alive. He holds himself responsible for that. James wanted to know why Javi felt like the world was on his shoulders, he couldn’t control everything. Javi knew that, but he knew it was it youth and the idiotic belief that his small team and the Columbia government at the time would be able to take care of everything eventually. He had been mistaken on every front, costing the lives of so many - some he knew personally, others he did not. “Is this it Javier? We’re not even going to discuss it more and you’re never going to tell me what in California keeps you up at night? It’s been nearly a year for us! I haven’t earned enough trust for you to be vulnerable with me?!” Placing his hand over Javier’s with the other on Peña’s back, James rubbed it in silence. Javi wasn’t answering nor was he looking at him. A hole might form in the counter between Javier’s hands.

Without turning his head, Javier spoke, “We’ve never been about emotions James. You know that as well as I do. Don’t try and act like we ever have been. I’m not going and that’s final. I am proud of you though.” Finally, Javier turns his body to face James head on. A small smirk graces his face. Something else has ended again but it doesn’t cause another chasm, only a fracture - that will heal.

Kissing Peña’s forehead, James has his fingers in the black silky hair he enjoyed stroking after sex and occasionally when Javi would be working at his desk before coming to the table for dinner. It’s the last time he’ll have it in his hand. Embracing Javier and cradling his head near his heart, James knows his periodically cantankerous partner is right, he has not expressed his feelings about what he and Javi have. It’s too late to make him understand what life he wanted to build with the DEA consultant. His heart is beating swiftly, holding on to Javier. He might disappear right before his eyes, fade away. A winery won’t share meals with him or cuddle at night nor will it listen to his ideas - some outlandish and other actual options making them both laugh.

Once they let go of each other James walked out of Peña’s apartment and out of his life.

If there was one thing Javier envied about James it was his ability to press forward with his goal no matter what was around him. It was a quality that Javier used to have and admired in himself and now in someone else. In the past it would be work that would drive Peña but now he wants to put that energy toward a relationship.

Javier can’t seem to find a right path forward in his relationships. After James departs, it’s a few weeks later that he receives a bottle of red wine - a prototype of his brand.

Red wines are supposed to be sweet to Peña’s limited knowledge, but even after finishing the entire bottle in once sitting, there was nothing saccharine about what he just drank. “The shit’s just bitter. Maybe it’s just how I am. Can I even taste anything other than bitter and sour?” The question made Javier wonder if he should even try again. Maybe being by himself would be good for him. Maybe he could figure out what he wanted. Eventually.

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@boliv-jenta

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