Sebastian is our thirteen-year-old son and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.
We allowed Sebastian to try the sparkling wine we were having with my Cioppino. He tasted and indicated he liked it.
Me: “Do you know what it is?”
He squinted an peered across the room at the bottle.
Sebastian: “Mumm Napa!”
I decided to press.
Me: “Is it French or not French?”
Seba: “Not French!”
I decided to press further.
Me: “Where is it from?”