Drinking with my ladybrain, part 3
My toy poodle hasn't been featured recently in these pixels (hey, I can't really say "in these pages," now, can I?) but she's always either on my mind or at my feet. I recently let my daughters take a stab assisting me with Ladybrain shopping at Incredible Wine & Spirits, one of our wine shopping mainstays. In loving tribute to our Reggie, they quickly zeroed in on this one:
While in most circumstances I'll say "French? Poodle? Wine? What could be bad?" I'll make an exception here, and say merely that if "I love the label" is your main criterion for purchase (and you love poodles too), this may be your wine. If you like good wine, however, this may not be your wine. It has less acid than I expect to see in a California Sauvignon Blanc, and its fruit fades quickly. I've drunk worse, though, and could see this being serviceable on a hot summer afternoon.
However, the back label gives me serious concern. A poem, "by" the wine's apparent mascot, Sark, (Sark?), contains this stanza:
Get Petted, Sleep Alot.
Did the wavy or dotted lines under "alot" in your word processing program not tip you off? My dog, thank you very much, can spell. In English and French, bien sur.