I like my glasses spotlessly clear so I usually avoid soap and just rinse the glass under very hot water. Then with a firm but delicate grip, I grab the stem of the glass and in an underhand motion fling it vigorously several times so the water flies out of it lest a towel leave streaks. Then, the remaining little bit of water that is left quickly evaporates to a nice shine.
Last night I had my favorite tasting glass—a Riedel “Bordeaux” glass I received this Christmas from my daughter and NW. It is (was) a beautiful, lead crystal stem with a large bowl allowing aggressive swirling which I loved. So I was in the process of going through my ritual cleaning and with my second vigorous fling of the glass I snapped the glass right off at the delicate stem sending the bowl across the kitchen at the speed of a major league fast-ball straight into our canaries’ bird cage wherein it disintegrated into nothing but minute crystalline shards. I am bummed, I have learned, and it shall never happen again. And the canaries are fine…or at least will be after some avian therapy.