>Age of Irony -> Age of Soupçon

I apologize to my friends at Cornell's Hotel School (a.k.a. "Cornell High") now that I've succumbed to being a frivolous glutton myself. You weren't entirely wrong.

We Artsies thought what you did was completely irrelevant. Now look at me.

I was cruising a market aisle the other day, weighing the merits of sauvignon blanc vinegar and riesling vinegar, (still not many fruit vinegars...) when I was struck by my sincerity in wanting to attend a good vinegar tasting session.

I am just happy with a whiff of musk, a dash of zest, a hint of bouquet. I am truly hopeful for the coming Global Age, and for some serious tapas.