(MyNewOrleans) - I was preparing a Happy Hour column about how and why wines and spirits interact with oak in the aging process, along with the ramifications of what oak brings to the party, when I was distracted by an ongoing discussion now unfolding in the wine world about questionable and suggestive names and graphics on labels. Guess where my limited span of attention went. At this point, if there are any young people out there reading this column, or if you are sensitive to “adult language,” you can stop now. Go no further. And if there are any young people in the room where you are reading this, please send them away.