A white? A red? Or maybe, if you’re me, a really good pair of running shoes. Because in all honesty? There isn’t enough Pearmund Cellars Viognier in the world to get me to tuck into Mr. Turtle. And you can forget the whole, “You like chicken? Tastes just like chicken” routine. If I want chicken, I’ll have chicken. “Snappy” here’s no substitute for fowl. Though he is kinda cute.