I’m not, I’m afraid of people in the dark
America, land of the free – for a price, home of the brave(ish).
Is there anything more patriotic than a bald eagle saying the above, while drinking a Californian Zinfandel? It made me proud to be an American*.
I have been late to the Zinfandel party, and I know it.
This was surprisingly light for a Zin (can I call you a Zin?). I expected it to be much bigger. Pretty sure it was a high alcohol red somewhere around the 14% mark.
The flu had started to abate with this one, coincidence? I think not.
2nd bottle for Friday night, happy days.
3 out of 5 Macs for a Donald
*I am not a ‘murican I am actually a kiwi