No Photoshopping, honest! The rainbow really did stretch from one side of the horizon to another. Though I do admit I was concerned that the ship might lurch and my glass (plastic) would tumble onto the balcony below mine.
19 October is Global Champagne Day 2018, tuck in!
I actually took this photo for the symmetry of the champagne brand: Taittinger on the bottle and on the ice bucket. They rarely match! But it’s that pink splash of the rose with its fallen petals that always catches my eye.
If you’ve followed this blog for any time, you suspected I’d sneak in a champagne shot for this pink challenge, didn’t you?
To mark this delightful annual tradition (alright, I know, it’s really a very clever marketing ploy by the wine makers of Champagne), I’ll be part of Moët & Chandon’s attempt to get into the Guinnesss Book of Records for hosting the World’s Largest Champagne Tasting. It’ll be tough, but I’m willing to do my part. #MOETMOMENT
Confession time: I am a placomusophile. Sounds vaguely illegal, doesn’t it? It comes from the French world ‘placomusophilie’, which means the act of collecting the metal capsules (known as a ‘plaque de muselet’) that sit atop the corks in bottles of champagne and other sparkling wines. Hence the photo! The familiar system of wire muzzle and metal capsule used to keep corks in place in bottles of these potentially explosive wines was invented by Adolphe Jacqueson in 1844.
World Champagne Day is 20 October, so if you live in an earlier time zone than Sydney’s and are reading this on 19 October, you still have a chance to get out and do something. 😉
UPDATE: It’s official, a new Guinness World Record was set! The previous record had been 698 people at an event in Sweden in 2015. We managed to just squeak past, at 715 people, as counted by the official Guinness adjudicators on site.
Here are some photos of the event:
“Evanescent Effervescence” — there’s a tongue twister for you! The bubbles in this glass of bubbly shoot into the air like micro-sized fireworks, making the most of their mere seconds of life. There’s nothing quite like the frothy but fleeting excitement of a freshly opened bottle of champagne (Veueve Cliquot, in this case) poured with perhaps too much abandon into a glass.