Thursday, May 3, 2012

KUMBAYA IS NOW A WHINE, I MEAN A WINE!

A certain PI gave me this bottle of wine on Holy Saturday:
But I didn't read the back label until tonight:
And after a sip or two of this Kumbaya, even I want to dance:


8 comments:

Anonymous said...

:->

Anonymous said...

I DARE YOU TO CHUG THE BOTTLE THEN WATCH THAT VIDEO.

rcg

Susan said...

My favorite song when a protestant 60's hippie girl, Kumbaya turned into my worst nightmare when converting to Catholicism...because the former hippies were then working in Catholic chanceries trying to change the Mass into Woodstock. Will see if this wine is sold nearby!! Thanks for the tip.

Gene W. (formerly Pin) said...

I believe Ripple Red was the choice of the students when I was in college...and Boone's Farm Apple Wine. Go ahead and laugh...all those kids in Hendrix t-shirts and granny dresses sitting in the park making daisy chains and smoking enough dope to fill St. Joseph's are Priests, Bishops, and DRE's now. And, we wonder what is wrong with the Church....LOL!

ytc said...

Rofl.

Check this one out, Father!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=wmHzYWO6b0k

It's hilarious! "Left seminary in the 70's..."

Fr. Allan J. McDonald said...

When I began college, one could by Boons Farm wine at the 7/11 for a couple of dollars and it was the wine of choice!

Pater Ignotus said...

We drank Mateus Rose or, when feeling "up town," Lancers. Woo Hoo!

Anonymous said...

PI, that's pretty high class. did you hold your pinky out while tippling? LOL!!!

Some friends and I found a case of Night Train in a commissary of the Philippine Army. We drank it and went looking for a Japanese tank that had been lost in the jungles of northern Luzon during WWII. Like El Dorado, we found it, yet were never able to repeat the feat. It may be the same with the heady syncretism of the '60s: It looks very different in the light of day and we would rather gnaw our arm off than continue that association.

rcg