The Chianti Bottle

Chianti Bottle

My father—my father was one of my heroes.  When he came home for lunch (almost always a late lunch at 4 in the afternoon), he would have his meal with a glass or 2 of Chianti wine. I see the bottle of Chianti, the old fashioned bottle, in its straw-like basket on top of the white tablecloth. The white glass with the red liquid was by his plate. I sat next to him and we would talk. That was the only time during the day I got to be with him. My father worked long hard, often 12 or 14 hours per day. I didn’t need to eat my own lunch. Being with him was enough.


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2 Responses to “The Chianti Bottle”

  1. Alex Says:

    A lovely memory and piece of writing – a universal feeling captured with a great choice of words and rhythm

    • beccar Says:

      Thank you, Alex. I appreciate your comment. I loved my father very much. Eugenia, Different Flags  The Story of Ani and Forbidden Love in Argentina Read Eugenia’s blog at Search word: Differentflags,,, differentflags Different Flags, A Novel by Eugenia Renskoff . ISBN: 0877142572. Release Date: 2002

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