… almost nothing. It’s just that I actually have some knowledge about both those things. I worked for Phyllis for two years back in the 70s when she was in her heyday. I also happen to have taken several courses on wine and am diligent about doing my homework. You betcha! So we can talk about Phyllis and we can talk about Zinfandel. We can talk about travel (how about a trip to Paso Robles wine country?) and about taping television shows. Oh .. and what DO Phyllis and wine have in common? Just this: Phyllis drank gin with champagne. A bartender in Toronto dubbed that drink a Killer Diller. Let’s talk about wine and let’s talk about Phyllis!
Everyone who worked for Phyllis Diller hated driving that Rolls Royce. The car was huge, an old classic which felt like driving an ocean liner on dry land. This particular winter afternoon, Phyllis and her husband Warde were flying out to visit friends for a few days, hence she didn’t have her usual dozen or more suitcases, so instead of hiring a limo, Phyllis had me drive them to the airport in L.A. Oh joy. By the time I dropped them off at the terminal, the sun was setting and I wasted no time heading for her home in Brentwood. Then I glanced at the gas gauge. It was on “E.” Emp-ty, baby. And there was a reason for that. Warde never bothered with something as mundane as putting gas in a car — and mind you, this was before the days of self-service. This was when you pulled into a service station and the attendants rushed to clean… Read More »
My previous blog was titled “Phyllis Diller and Wine” because those were the two things I actually knew enough about to feel comfortable writing about them. I’ve expanded a bit to include my cats and things that go on around the neighborhood and how I stay busy with golf and pottery, but originally I started with this explanation of what I thought I was doing, and it’s still pretty accurate: So what DO Phyllis Diller and wine have to do with each other? … not a lot. Except that those are two things I know about. I worked for Phyllis Diller for nearly two years back in her heyday in the 70s. And as for wine, well, I’ve taken a lot of classes, visited a lot of vineyards, talked to a lot of winemakers and am diligent about doing my homework — you betcha! As for Phyllis and wine, the only wine… Read More »