So this happened…In another episode of “The Colonel is out for the night, what’s a Moby to do?” This is it friends, a bottle of Cotes du Rhone blanc and a bag of popcorn. Actually they’re not even bags anymore, they’re fancy bag-bowls that go nuclear when you try to open them. A rogue 4,000 degree kernel tried to murder me while tearing some sort of crime scene tape off the top. What happened to the old days, when all you had to worry about was a face full of piping hot steam? I don’t think we reviewed this wine yet, and while it was light and delightful with Orville Redenbacher’s light butter blend, it would certainly do well with a light fish dish or appetizers. I’m hoping it was reasonably priced and The Colonel will pick up another one so we can have it with a legitimate meal, but either way that’s what he gets for leaving me home alone!