Wine & Pringles, $7
As I prepare to leave for the States and say goodbye to friends, I am chided by them about returning to the "The Land of the Free" — and then they all laugh like they know some deep, dark secret.
And so I respond that yes, I am returning to the planet that I came from, but if it's truly the Land of the Free, then why don't US movie theatres offer the wonderful "Wine & Pringles Special" like our local theatre here in Sydney?
Yes, it's true, Wine & Pringles. Are you doing the happy dance too?
Dale & Danni came over Monday night and the 4 of us wandered through our lovely little punk-rock neighborhood to go see the movie HIDDEN, starring Juliet Binoche. It's French, so it's really called CACHÉ, and it had bona fide subtitles (although they kept randomly switching the typeface... oooooh, how that drove me NUTS!) No offense to my French Friends, but it was so boring that the most exciting part was the wine & pringles.
Which was why we were there to begin with, so who cares about the movie?
So here's the scenario: Monday night is cheap ticket night, and when you mosey up to the bar (yep, bar), you are not inundated with dancing popcorn buckets and sparkly boxes of candy, but dignified bottles of wine, taps of beer, and chocolate covered ice cream cones. I honestly don't know if you can even get popcorn there, but when my eyes saw the sign advertising "Wine & Pringles, $7", I forgot all about the popcorn.
We all did.
Each of us got the special: a glass (real glass!) of red wine, and a cute little can of Pringles — and we all went for sour cream and onion. Not the best of combos, perhaps even a bit gross, but it's wine & Pringles. There's nothing high class about it. So why worry?
We waited in the lobby until they opened the theatres, and then we went in with our glasses of wine. That was a shock, as was the fact that no one checked our tickets — and here we are in the city! So we go sit in the theater, in the most cushiony chairs ever (better than the Sydney Opera House, even!), which had cup holders for the wine glasses.
I heart this culture.
And so I respond that yes, I am returning to the planet that I came from, but if it's truly the Land of the Free, then why don't US movie theatres offer the wonderful "Wine & Pringles Special" like our local theatre here in Sydney?
Yes, it's true, Wine & Pringles. Are you doing the happy dance too?
Dale & Danni came over Monday night and the 4 of us wandered through our lovely little punk-rock neighborhood to go see the movie HIDDEN, starring Juliet Binoche. It's French, so it's really called CACHÉ, and it had bona fide subtitles (although they kept randomly switching the typeface... oooooh, how that drove me NUTS!) No offense to my French Friends, but it was so boring that the most exciting part was the wine & pringles.
Which was why we were there to begin with, so who cares about the movie?
So here's the scenario: Monday night is cheap ticket night, and when you mosey up to the bar (yep, bar), you are not inundated with dancing popcorn buckets and sparkly boxes of candy, but dignified bottles of wine, taps of beer, and chocolate covered ice cream cones. I honestly don't know if you can even get popcorn there, but when my eyes saw the sign advertising "Wine & Pringles, $7", I forgot all about the popcorn.
We all did.
Each of us got the special: a glass (real glass!) of red wine, and a cute little can of Pringles — and we all went for sour cream and onion. Not the best of combos, perhaps even a bit gross, but it's wine & Pringles. There's nothing high class about it. So why worry?
We waited in the lobby until they opened the theatres, and then we went in with our glasses of wine. That was a shock, as was the fact that no one checked our tickets — and here we are in the city! So we go sit in the theater, in the most cushiony chairs ever (better than the Sydney Opera House, even!), which had cup holders for the wine glasses.
I heart this culture.
posted by ~a at 6/29/2006 08:25:00 pm
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