The new wine rating system, courtesy of a couple of Amuricans who don’t know much about the topic [yet] after a few glasses of white in our hotel room.

1. A more flammable version of piss.
2. My first Holy Communion as a kid.
3. House wine at Olive Garden.
4. It comes in a box.
5. Casual Tuesday night dinner.
6. “Yeah, I’d probably buy that again.”
7. That $20 bottle with the pretty label.
8. It’s probably imported and there’s likely something in the title I may struggle to pronounce.
9. I brought this to the dinner you’re hosting, secretly trying to impress you, and will talk about notes of tobacco and dark cherry.
10. Juice. Cheers!

^Tonight’s local catch: hovering between a 6 and a 7. Huzzah! Not too shabby! Although unfortunately for this sauvignon blanc, we are now endeavoring to drink a different bottle each time, in an effort to explore this country with our [exquisitely refined] palettes.

Let the tour begin!

-K