2.5 out of 5
The Don Quixote-ish image on the label should have warned me that this wine was going to be directionless.
An exotic spicy jam promised a satisfying conclusion, but then immediately dissolves into a pulpy mush. Drinking this wine is like watching a cricket match for the first time: the basic layout and equipment seem vaguely familiar, even exciting, but when the action starts you have no idea whats going on.
I'd drink this wine in the desert on a horse with no name, backward, playing solitaire with a deck of 51.
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