23 Oct 2014

MY FIRST EXPERIENCE WITH WINE

 Letter W

The parents of my best friend when I was about 8 years old, had given a party. For this occasion they had prepared a big bowl of what is known in Germany as "Bowle". The drink contains fruit pieces and white wine and was very much in fashion in the 50th and 60th.



The next morning  just after breakfast, I went over to my friend, her parents were still sleeping and she was busy to clean up the kitchen. I found this wonderful, at home my mother never let me in the kitchen and certainly not doing the dishes ! She was far too afraid that I would break something. My friend as she had to do this all the time, found it less funny and was pleased that I did it ! While doing the washing up, I discovered a big glass bowl, full of fruit pieces. I wondered why they hadn't eaten all the fruits and in order to wash up the bowl, we took a spoon and ate them all. We became more and more cheerful and also very loud and suddenly I couldn't remember anything anymore.

My friend's father woke up from this noise and had opened the kitchen door. What he found were two little girls laying on the floor completely passed out ! The mother screamed the father checked, we were both still very much alive but completely drunken ! The fruits had soaked up all the white wine in which they had laid the whole night and of course were full of alcohol.

He first put his daughter in her bed and then took me in his arms, still unconscious and carried me over to my parents flat. Of course in these after war buildings people lived very close together, so the whole neighbourhood was watching this event.

My mother got hysterical seeing her daughter hanging in Mr. R's arms and screamed, which made all other neighbours in the house open their doors and look what happened. My father took me over and put me to bed, where I stayed until I woke up and wondered why I was in my room and not dancing and laughing with my friend in their kitchen !

I honestly don't remember if I had a hangover or not, but from this day on I didn't like fruits in a liquid anymore !


My friend Dagmar and me in 1951


Jenny Matlock

19 comments:

Andrew said...

I am very surprised that you don't remember having a hangover because it must have been a terrible one. What a laugh.

Mascha said...

Nette Geschichte... und das Bild vor dem Wohnblock - so sah es in der DDR in den 80ern noch aus.
Einen schönen Tag wünscht
Mascha

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Gattina .. what a fun memory .. and I'm sure a 'sore head' one for the rest of the day ... how funny! Great remembrance with Dagmar .. cheers Hilary

Dominique Goh said...

That's a really interesting memory that your shared. I guess that adults should have been more careful then to leave the remains of the alcoholic fruit punch around.

Sandra Carlier said...

I laugh but I shouln't do that !!! Your style is the responsable! So next time you come in France I don't offer you any fruit in a wine even in a wine without alcohol! Hihi!

Friko said...

tja, so eine bowle hatte es in sich, im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes.

diane b said...

Chuckle that is funny now but I can understand your parents being worried seeing you unconscious .I also got drunk drinking what i thought was a fruit punch on Lake Constance during the Swiss national day celebrations. It wasn't until I started feeling tired and tried to walk back to our camp site that I realised I was drunk. Then I was told the punch had kirsch in it.

Rocky Mountain Woman said...

That's a great story. I'll bet your friend's parents were more careful with their alcohol after that...

Jo said...

Oh, what a laugh! You probably had a great wine hangover. I just rolled when I read about the neighbors watching your friend's father carry you to your parents' home and then your mom screaming at the sight. Oh you have brightened my Thursday! Jo

Betty said...

I had to laugh. When I was about 7 years old my father was sitting at the table playing a game with my sister. He was "babysitting" because my mother was out at a meeting. He had a beer and between sips placed the beer on the floor next to his chair. I crawled under the table and drank his beer. All of a sudden he realized his beer was lighter and looked down. I looked up and said, "Daddy, I don't feel too good." He quick put me to bed before my mother got home and found out. So, I was a childhood drunk too! :)

carol l mckenna said...

What fun post for W ~ children live and learn ~

artmusedog and carol (A Creative Harbor)

Fun60 said...

What a great memory.

A Lady's Life said...

I had the same experience with gin. lol
To this day I can't smell gin. lol
but I like brandied cherries .My aunt used to make them.
She always had a jar in the kitchen
marinating away.
You eat one with cake and ice cream.

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Oh that is so so funny! I'm glad it is only fruits in liquid (and not the liquid by itself) that you still don't like, because that would be too sad if you couldn't enjoy a glass of wine and your lovely outdoor cafes.

Probably you didn't have a hangover because you slept it off -- since you were just a little girl, nobody told you that you had to get up and face the world even if you had too much to drink the night before.

Linens and Royals said...

Lovely photo of you and Dagmar, are you still friends? I'm sure the fruit was delicious, too bad there was such a price to pay.

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edenhills said...

So funny. I always enjoy reading your memories. I think you could have a best-selling book if you wrote your autobiography.

jennyfreckles said...

You would surely have had a hangover - but good that you don't remember it!

Susan Anderson said...

This story manages to be both scary and funny. Alcohol poisoning is no joke, and yet, there's something so amusing about the idea of you guys snarfing up all that fruit, little knowing what was in store.

Glad you were both okay!

=)