Don’t drink red wine to have a better heart. Drink it to have a better morning!
This isn’t some hair-of-the-dog thing; it’s not a hangover cure. Just a glass of red wine with breakfast–runny eggs, toast, slightly chilled Pinotage. Before work. With the newspaper if you must, because everyone does something else while eating breakfast, the most undignified meal–uncelebrated, solitary, functional. A muffin crumbling all over your desk–okay, sometimes breakfast has to be like that. But once a week, try it. Make the eggs. Refrigerate a bottle for ten minutes, crack the foil seal, drive the corkscrew into the tender cork, and yank it out. Thwip. Pour some instead of OJ today, and sit down and relax.
At this hour, red wine–it must be red–is bracing. Afterward, you somehow feel more prepared. Like any doubts about the day ahead, any potential hindrances, can be handled. Calm. Confident. One glass gives you the perfect amount of buzz, and it doesn’t make you groggy. It drives a wedge between your cottony, postsleep morning and the rest of your day.
