And the Oscar for Best Appetizer goes to…

Bacon Tempura. (beat) Bacon. Tempura. (pause, then gasps)

Yes, congratulations to my friend Darryn for proving that that which is fried may only be improved by, yes, being fried again.

I liked the Oscars this year. It had a certain “fuck it” feel. It also had plenty of hilarious moments as opposed to fewer canned ones. Kudos Jon Stewart, kudos. Although I am heartbroken that one of the most bestest people in the whole very wide world, Miss Dolly Parton, did not win for best song, at least she lost to the rap song from Hustle & Flow, one of my favorite movies from last year. Ah, just the fact that all those shitty, rich white people had to sit and smile through Three Six Mafia makes me all warm inside. Now they know how I feel whenever Enya is nominated.

We washed down the bacon tempura with Segura Viudas Cava which I swear is the best dry, under $7 or $8 Spanish bubbles I’ve had. It doesn’t taste gassy like most cheap sparkling wine.

We also sucked down a few bottles of Southern Right Sauvignon Blanc before the whole shabang began. I love South African Sauv Blanc. It straddles the line between old world and new: bright, fresh, zippy fruit like New Zealand with the soft, herby complexity of any good Loire Valley type. This one might lean a little more towards Kiwiland. ($15, imported by Vineyard Brands)

Best dressed of the night goes to friend Naomi’s Red Velvet Cupcakes. So good, I capitalized them. I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time eating cupcakes lately, and I must say these get top marks in all categories: moist, not too sweet, bonus cream cheese frosting. If we’re real nice, maybe she’ll give us the recipe…
Pleeeeeeeeez…..?

tags sauvignon blanc, white wine, wine, oscars, bacon