Mar 12 2009
Full disclosure: I am not a beer person. I’m not a whiskey person either. So every Saint Patrick’s Day, when Chicago decks itself top to bottom in green, I bite my tongue and raise my lone wine glass amidst a sea of Guinness pints and whiskey shooters. I imagine this is how non-margarita people feel on Cinco de Mayo, how non-Egg Nog people feel on Christmas, and how non-Champagne people feel on New Year’s. So what’s a wine lover to drink with their corned beef and cabbage?