The mere mention of port always reminds me of Regimental dinners and all the rigmarole surrounding the pouring of it, how the decanter wasn't allowed to touch the table, nor the ladies touch the decanter(even Servicewomen in uniform had it poured for them).
Oh the halcyon days!
My dad was advised to make dietry changes and watch his alcohol intake and/or change his tipple to try and counter act the gout. His complaint has since gone away and he doesnt miss the food and drink he once consumed at all, and feels better for it.
But thank you, anyway, for reminding me that I've got a couple of bottles of very nice port that I bought for consumption last Christmas but never got around to opening. I'm sure that I'll be able to think of something to celebrate soon (even if it's only another non-birthday!)