I'd invited some friends over to watch the fireworks display for Spain, so I picked up some nosh after work and made a batch of homebrewed sangria. I hadn't made sangia since the fireworks last year, when Christa stayed here, and May and a bunch of people came over. We made SO MUCH sangria that we were still on the same batch by the time Steve showed up, but he drank it and didn't drop dead, so it can't have been that toxic!! Well, see for yourself.
Eliza and Tom got a fresh batch, though, so we were fine...
