This past weekend I was car-jacked at gun point outside of my house.  While this was a horrible event, I realize it could have been much worse.  Aside from some sleepless nights and some physical pain, my partner and I have made it out 1) alive, and 2) aware that every day is valuable.  After returning from the police station at about 1 a.m. the question was, what do we drink?

Our neighbor had brought over a cab sav earlier in the night – after he learned of the incident.  And while I do love a hearty red, this event didn’t seem to call for a cheap heavy wine.  Gin and tonic perhaps?  It’s almost an every day drink in my household so I wouldn’t want to taint this standard with such a horrible event.  In the end, I went for my steady Pinot Grigio – it’s my go-to, it’s my Linus blanket.  And it did the trick.  I may not have fallen asleep until the sun came up, but I was commiserating with an old friend.  Is alcohol a crutch?  After a gun’s been pointed to your face, damn straight it is!

And the next night?  I had a beautiful rose champagne – why?  Because I was taking back the night! and celebrating life!

What is your go-to food/drink when you need some comfort?  Mac and cheese (p.s. I love you mac and cheese)? Butterscotch krimpets (p.s. I love you Tastycake!)?  Glenmorangie?  I’d love to know what you do  – after all, no matter how old we are, food is memory, and memories bring us comfort.

– AEK

(I’m sorry there’s no picture, but somehow, visuals seem inappropriate.)