My parents used to give my siblings and me a sip of wine in a cordial glass on special occasions when we were kids. I never thought anything of the festive vino since much of the excitement came from drinking it from the fancy glass.
I recently read an interesting piece on Babble that got me thinking about it. Much like European parents, the writer, Gretchen Roberts considers wine part of a meal. She said:
When five o'clock rolls around, I pour a Vouvray to sip while chopping ingredients for supper. Since they were tiny, our children have watched their parents enjoy a mealtime glass, and even taken sips for themselves as we teach them the difference between Prosecco and Champagne, Pinot Grigio and Pinot Noir. (Sophia is partial to reds, I'm proud to note, and both girls love to clink glasses together in a "cheers" and to try to master the swirl of liquid around the glass.)
Do you agree with her sentiment?