THE HISTORY OF THE GRAPPA GIRLS

We choose to be happy !

Is the truth really out there??
Is there a Santa Claus?
Who invented salad in a bag (and why wasn’t it me)?

Who are the Grappa Girls?

While we can’t give you answers to the first 3 questions, we can tell you about the
Grappa Girls. We are 6 fun loving, long time friends of over 30 years. Amazingly all still
married to the same man (no this is not polygamy, I mean 6 separate men). We became
friends back in our college days through the guys we were dating (and later all married).

Now, how does Grappa fit into this scenario. Well, pull up a little closer to the computer
screen and I’m going to tell you. I was given my first bottle of Grappa from a former boss
who received it directly from Italy as a gift. Upon opening it that Christmas morning I
thought it smelled amazingly like Scotch whiskey. Now, what to do with this liquid, which
in a pinch can be used in place of kerosene.

During several get togethers in the Winter of 2001 I would take out the Grappa bottle
and tell everyone that we had a tradition in my home, that we would all have a shot of
Grappa to celebrate the new year, friendship, yadda, yadda, yadda.  It was really just a
desperate attempt to empty the bottle and move on.  But alas, something strange
happened during those toasts.  We discovered we actually liked it (well perhaps like is a
bit too strong a word) We liked the quick kick, the warm feeling as it went down and the
fact that in our opinion we were all absolutely brilliant for the rest of the evening.
Well, the bottle was finally emptied and a new tradition started. Whenever we would get
together (which is about every other month or so) we would raise our shot glasses, make
a toast, and down the hatch would go the fiery liquid.  Grappa Girl parties quickly
ensued.  Grappa Girl tee-shirts were issued and Grappa taste testing commenced.

In the coming months we will share our pictures, views of life (remember, we choose to
be happy) Grappa Girl recommendations, Grappa Girl road trips and other bits of totally
worthless information that we all find absolutely hysterical, especially after several shots
of liquid gold.