Tasting Notes

As far as daytime-appropriate wines goes, this sparkling muscat’s a monsoon of morning melon - picture whole cantaloupes just raining from the sky like snowflakes that’ll give you a concussion if you’re not careful. I mean, the townspeople from “Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs” survived pancake hail and mashed potato blizzards, but that’s small fries. What the f*ck would they do if six-pound honeydews hurled toward Earth at record speeds? That would be a very different kind of book. Anyway, you get the idea, this wine has some mellow melon flair. It’s a sudsy swirl of Fresca soda, it’s briny quince shrub, it’s a citronella candle doused with enough orange blossom water and St. Germaine to trick a nearby mosquito into thinking it’s getting stood up at a dimly-lit underground speakeasy that serves “apothecary-style” cocktails for $30 each. Poor guy.