Speaking of corks, I was showing our hostess how to s-l-o-w-l-y twist the cork out of a bottle of Champagne on Thanksgiving when it took on a life of its own and blew out like a missile. It was loud. We couldn't find it (didn't really look) until Nick found it in his cranberry relish. Maybe it was the air flight down, but this was true travel shock 'n roll.
Did not improve the cranberry relish.