Wine Joke

Franjo Lovrec, our oldest member of the family winery, loves to joke and tell stories to his guests. It has happened that he unknowingly tells a joke about someone who is actually the subject of the joke. We remember the case when he confidently and assuredly told a lascivious joke about priests and nuns, to none other than a priest and two nuns in plain clothes. Fortunately, the joke was well received, albeit with a bit less laughter.

Joke teller, Franjo Lovrec

One joke that he often has in his repertoire is the one about Mozart and age. Recently, he told us a “new” one, so here it is.

Recently, I was asked: “Which disease would you choose if you had to, God forbid, in your old age? Parkinson’s or Alzheimer’s disease?

I was not in a dilemma. I chose Parkinson’s. I think, if my hands were to shake and I spilled wine, it’s not so bad. At least I would easily remember where I keep the bottles and I could quickly pour myself some more. On the other hand, with Alzheimer’s, I wouldn’t be able to remember where the bottles are, and that’s a bigger loss.

Otherwise, for the past forty years, I have been faithful only to wine.

I have never drunk spirits, and I admit to having had an occasional mug of beer.

But now, in my nineties, life’s energy is given to me by moderate enjoyment of my own homemade eco-wine! Cheers!

Cheers!