Price: $19.95 (WHOA)
Vintage: 2007
Date drunk: October 31st, 2009
g.: OKAY, first of all, there's a ladybug on it. I don't really know what that means, but my heart tells me that it's good. It is, however, an insect. Oh shit.
d.: But it's red with black polka dots.
g.: Coincidentally, the ladybug and I were wearing the same outfit tonight. Should I be appalled or flattered?
d.: It's very sharp and strong.
g.: It is, but then it goes down very smoothly. The strength and sharpness are more a quality of its flavour, rather than something about the quality of the wine itself. Whatever makes cheap wine shitty is missing from this. I think that's the OH FUCK THIS TASTES LIKE RUBBING ALCOHOL effect.
d.: It tastes like autumn. And not like the autumn of wet leaf stains on sidewalks, but the autumn of walking through the woods and walking on dry crunchy leaves. Crisp autumn, as opposed to soggy autumn.
g.: Or as I like to say, CRISPY AUTUMN. nom nom.
d.: Autumn is not a potato chip.
g.: My answer could either be a) Autumn can be whatever I WANT IT TO BE, or b) The whole world is a potato chip. I feel like the latter is more practical.
CONCLUSION: This wine is potato chips. Best review ever.
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