My favorite drink is a glass of red wine. It is in a tall chilled wine glass and accompanied by a plate with cheese and some figs. The figs are strewn about on a plate with some honey, and a few haphazard sesame seeds sprinkled around the plate, some falling down onto the figs. I take my first sip of wine, and as it smoothly touches my tongue, I begin to unwind. I think to myself that it might be a cabernet. I notice that it is smooth, like many cabernets that I have tried, but also spicy, interesting. In other words, it is different from $2 wine that I picked up last week from Trader Joe's. As it slips down my throat smoothly, I start to forget about the trials and tribulations of the day, the kids at school, and the errands. A bite of fig mixed with sweet honey moves me even further from the worries of the day, and I slump down onto the couch contentedly. The perfect end to the day with a glass of wine.