I wish I was witty enough, and British enough, to respond to that article in kind. Very enjoyable. I'm going to have to read some more Jason Peters. He definitely took me back to my days as a divinity student at Edinburgh University, surrounded by wonderfully blasphemous Anglican humor.
I especially liked the attempts to reign in the mood with music, and choosing the wine based on the color of the sky at that moment. Again, I'm not quite British enough to feel the need to choose EITHER Bach OR Skynard, and seeing as the sky is generally blue in Tel Aviv, I have to use other factors to determine my wine choice.
Though, that being said, perhaps the most brilliant concept of the piece was that summers are difficult times to decide what to do, what to eat, what to listen to, and what to drink. I find myself in that dilemma often during the long, insufferable Israeli summers.
And though I'm a big fan of whiskey, it usually doesn't cross my mind to drink it at any point during the summer, except for after a few cold beers late in the evening with friends.