red, red w(h)ine
Posted by adiamondinsunlight on August 14, 2007
To most Lebanese bartenders, I look like a white wine drinker.
This would be infinitely more appealing if I were a white wine drinker. Instead, I prefer red, which creates all kinds of confusion when ordering.
Last night, for example, I went out with some friends for drinks in Gemmayze. When the waiter arrived, I said: a glass of red wine, please.
White wine? he asked.
Red wine, please, I replied.
White wine? he asked, again.
No, I said. Red wine.
Of course, he said, returning a few minutes later with a glass of rose.
For a while, I thought the problem lay in my pronunciation – particularly since I often ordered in Arabic. Maybe my “nabid a7mar” and “nabid abyad” somehow sounded similar.
So I switched to French – vin rouge vs. vin blanc, with no success. Obviously, it wasn’t the language – the problem is me.
I used to find the glasses of white wine that magically appear in front of me annoying, but I’ve learned better. Now I just smile and tell my friends: watch. Its like my own little magic trick.