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Not yet, Boo... I'm screwing up my courage... I'd almost decided I'd forgo the experience when, of all people, Q, my respected and linguistically favored acquaintance well know for his forays in Cuisine ala Francaise pops in and says go for it! With an obviously trained palate such as his, I must assume he has my best interest at heart... at least that's my interpretation.
So... on the way home this evening, I'll pick up the smallish bottle. If I come a cropper in this venture, I've instructed Mrs. C to place a picture of my post-prandial corpse ensconced in a plain pine box, holding a girandole in one hand and a 42 starred American flag in the other with a banner tacked to the front proclaiming Britannicus Ite Domum, or words to that affect... (at the very least, perhaps I'll eliminate the threat of offending someone by not adding the interminable stars) Salud! Dinero! Y Tiempo para Gustarlos!!