Witch's Brew wine. Originating from the Leelenaw Peninsula. I feel sorry for all you non-Michigander's that don't have access to the stuff. Wine, an empty house (DH is at deer camp, DD19 is at work) and internet access. An enigmatic combination. Just sitting here drinking wine, smoking too many cigarettes, and binge-watching my son's music videos on youtube. I could NOT. BE. PROUDER. He's so f*cking good. My dad (rest his soul) was an amazing guitarist and I remember being tiny at church before my mother died- and my dad sang. Oh, did he sing. And he played guitar for me, and sang. And my brother is a world class pianist. My cousin sang on stage in the Miss America pageant in 1992. And I sing. Mostly at home now, but I remember being the darling of karaoke night and getting requests down at the bar. And my daughter- she can sing. She can harmonize. DS wants so badly to bring her to open mic night and play and sing together. Alas, she is only 19 and can't get in. LOL.