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I feel like I should take offense every time a William Sonoma cashier asks, "Is this a gift?" Also: a london broil and a healthy pour of wine are in a brand new pressure cooker, and I'm wondering how many uses it takes before I stop expecting an explosion.

Eating dinner while watching Dirty Jobs and drinking wine is not compatible. I stopped eating, not drinking. And speaking of wine, my liquor store now stocks palatable bottles for $3.99 to $4.99, so a case runs $48. My ability to cope with stress just improved substantially.

Let me tell you a story. Queue the banjo. There was once a liquor store with an abundant supply of cheap, refrigerated champagne, and those careless mimosa afternoons flowed without reservation. Then, slowly, the stock began to diminish.