Tonight was a festive occasion that I truly enjoyed attending -- the grand opening of the Yachats Wine Trader, a wine bar with a lovely view, nice wine selections, and a tasty menu. The owners are husband and wife Jonathan & Carrie, who will also be opening the Yachats River House restaurant sometime soon. Harley is the executive chef, and his wife Marsii is the wine bar manager. They are all delightful folks and have been gracious about not wanting to overlap onto what my shop is already doing. They've shopped in my store in the last year and I have noticed they all have a real love of dessert wines. It's also a fun treat to meet some other wine professionals who are not into spitting wine into spittoons as is typical in our profession. I believe it was Carrie who called spitting "wine abuse."
The only difficulty I had this evening was every time someone said the name Carrie, both the other Carrie and I would look around. Marsii had put on her thinking cap to choose a new name for me which she took me aside to discuss.
The nickname she chose was "OG", which only brought a blank look to my face. She explained it stood for Original Gangster (actually she said it like "Gangsta") and was definitely a name of respect, since I was the original wine store owner here in Yachats. I suggested "pioneer" might be appropriate but she just shook her head. "That's so dorky!" She insisted OG was the name. I thought perhaps at my age of 47, I was just too old to understand the beauty of this term OG. Evidently it is a term used in rap songs and hip-hop songs.
So I decided to try out the new name and introduced myself to one of their staff, Chris, a young man of the under 30 variety. "I'm the other Carrie." "What do you mean the other Carrie?" "Well, I'm the OG." He immediately responded with a bright face and said, "the OG! So you have the other wine store, the ORIGINAL wine store!" Yep, this must be a young phrase that I'm just not getting.
Thanks for the new nickname, Marsii. And goodnight from the OG.
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