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It was too late to pick up my allocation because there was no more room in the (full-sized!) SUV.
There was jasmine, gooseberry, lime, a scent of grassy herbaceousness, and a noticeable absence of “cat pee.”
Bone dry, it sported hints of citrus, tart cherries, apple, and clean. (Is "clean" a flavor?)
When I visited Paso that first time, it was like meeting “The One,” you know what I mean?
Just to be clear, the Zins were red, not the “White” Zins so common in the supermarkets. In general, "White Zinfandel" is simply a Rosé that has not been fermented to dryness.
Personally, I have a hard time with Cabernet Sauvignon and Malbec because they are real bruisers. Unless, of course, there's a candlelit, air-conditioned romantic dinner involved...
I looked at the large tumbler filled with ice cubes and White Zinfandel fresh out of the box. It was topped with a colorful bendy straw. I sighed. Surely there had to be more to wine than this.
And then for some reason, tiny insects decided that they just had to commit suicide on my freshly painted doors. Besides tweezing their little carcasses from the paint, there was even more razoring, sanding and repainting!
While once the wines were big, jammy, fruit-forward, and alcoholic, they now have added layers of complexity and maturity which was almost unheard of a decade ago.
It's an end of one era, but the beginning of something just as great.