Frey Red Table Wine, Organic

Smokey Baloney. Think, hunting for duck with your uncle...

As Cormac McCarthy said in his book, The Road:

Huddled against the back wall were naked people, male and female, all trying to hide, shielding their faces with their hands. On the mattress lay a man with his legs gone to the hip and the stumps of them blackened and burnt. The smell was hideous.

This wine recalls the deepest pains of life and the struggle for justice and solidarity. Screams of loneliness and desolation. As though you were the last person alive and the only one left with an ounce of humanity. Fruity overtones, plum, hazel nut, and traces of rubber.

Not awarded any metal

-- Zoltar, 2009