" with star ratings to two decimal places if possible." is a sentence that once again proves Postcards From Paris has never left my brain. Did you ever explain that scale, i feel like you did but can't recall?
I also feel like I should mention again how much that fic changed my life both in the "Oh my gosh this fic is life changing" way but also I fell in love with how you/Aziraphale described wine as a (at the time non-drinker) and fell down a rabbit hole of the process of making wine, and then finally tasted it and got interested in that., I also got a pen pal which I wouldn't of done had I not read it. Now I am toying with getting a diploma in viticulture once I finish my bachelors (and am in the processes of getting a level 1 wine tasting certificate) which I never would've done had I not read Postcards.
Thats a lot of words to just say BNF remains great, Postcards was great, you are very talented and an absolute gift to the fandom thank you <3
sorry but your pipeline from non-wine-drinker to viticulturalist bc of my fic got me crying real ass tears shut the ufck upppp?? ππππππ and a pen pal? i'm walking into the actual ocean
aziraphale will never tell his wine scale secrets, none of us but him stand a chance at understanding. but maybe you can come up with an even better one after your diploma c:
thank you for such kind words about words that are so dear to me π₯Ίπ
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