The pub with no beer

We got a booth up the back right near the coffee stand which was lucky given the jetlag and need for intravenous caffeine. As it turns out the stand next door was promoting a wine called "Southpaw" made for local boxing star Ray 'Boom Boom' Mancini. Ray is a former lightweight champion boxer and he was kind enough to pose with Jamie and I for a happy snap:

And our stand at the show (sorry crappy mobile phone pic):

One of the nights saw us attend a gala dinner and charity auction. We tucked into some local wine tasting before settling into our table with other industry suppliers including a very-funny wine-cave digger and a cool bunch of blokes who like to tell you they sell “hose” (say it out loud and you'll get the joke). A wine industry dinner, 10 blokes and how many bottles of wine did we get? Just two. Not that I'm complaining but it was all gone in the first pour and it started to feel like the pub with no beer.

After a few pleas for more booze and just before the Prime Rib-eye of Beef arrived, I headed up to the hotel bar with cave-digger and a couple of the “we-sell-hose” blokes. It was time to
take matters into our own hands. We were, after all, at an East Coast US wine dinner with no wine! “Five reds thanks” we said after debating the wine list for a good five minutes. *Clink Clink Plonk Plonk* rattled the bar tender. Five bottles appeared and what were they? A selection of Jacobs Creek reds. I'm not sure if it's a testament to the quality of our mass-produced Aussie reds or just our guzzling power but not a drop of it was left at our table.