This week's review is dedicated to the letter "Y".
Well, not the letter so much as the question.
Why would you bother buying it? Why would you bring it to my house? Why am I wasting my time writing about it?
This is, to me, an insipid, gormless, and pointless wine. It has so little taste and substance, it might as well be tapwater. It's not even strong enough to get you drunk and dull your tastebuds.
This is wine for lazy, follow-the-leader types.
For the kind of people who think it's clever to put stick figure drawings of their families in the rear window of their cars. And who mistakenly believe that the rest of us give a toss.
For people who think it's acceptable to put ice cubes in their wine.
For people who have given up, or who by all rights should.
For the English.
I think I once had a nice Rosemount wine. Sadly, this was not one of them.
You can do better. And so can they.
Drink with: Sorry, but I've got nothing