Early afternoon is an awful time for shiraz, though I'm not sure if it's the time of day or the wine.
Nasty stuff, really. With an aftertaste that only moderately hints of household cleaner. (which I suppose could be blamed on my drinking mug, but I never clean that)
The whole thing tastes of being fermented in some prison. (and seeing as how it was made in Australia, makes sense)
But it gets the job done, I suppose. Makes me forget the light head and numb right fingers with the mystery bump.
So I'll stick with this 16 dollar jug of shiraz until it turns my teeth purple. If I'm going to pay the 75 dollars that my shit insurance won't cover for every teeth cleaning, I'm going to get my money's worth.
You gotta squeeze every penny in this economy.
