Only a certifiable lunatic would bring an old Zin to the Zin Fest where there are multiple wines that could easily smack it down. It took someone having a brass pair to do this, but when I saw "the poster," I knew that Doug was the guy.
It wasn't just because of the wines - although that had a lot to do with it - but it was because of the Wild Game BBQ that Augie hosted. So it was our stomachs that made the decision for us.
What a shock, right?