Not only did we share a bottle of relatively fancy (by our standards) and very tasty red, drinking it out of the lovely, enormous glasses my brother sent me for Christmas and watch crime drama, but we also fired up the sodastream.
It was vaguely terrifying, as activities involving compressed gas often are. But exciting! The first bottle, made according to instructions, was a little overbubbly. We’ll be working to perfect the recipe over the weekend. I anticipate we’ll be pros by Sunday morning.