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Georges Duboeuf

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Back when I began drinking wine…

Oh, wait.  That’s not quite true.  I began drinking wine before I was 2.  But the wine was Schapiro’s. (Believe it or not, it’s motto was wine you could “almost cut with a knife”.)   But, that moniker that disappeared two decades ago.   It was much better than what most Jewish folk drink now on Friday nights, Saturday nights, and other holidays.   (Manishchewitz, of course.)

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