Tasting Notes
Tasting Notes
This wacky, completely un-messed-with blend is a freaking fruit salad of eight different grapes with the scientifically-distinct shade of party punch. And ironically, despite it containing no sulfites, every single one of my friends agreed that New Glou smells like a bag of farts. Honesty is the best policy, after all. But good news: it doesn’t taste like a fresh toot. Instead, when chilled, this cloudy red essentially captures the essence of a strawberry margarita sans the tequila - bright, lime zest-y, and best enjoyed during the daylight hours with something like an absolutely obscene quantity of gooey queso blanco. Even if you’re “nOt A rEd WiNe PeRsOn,” give this spunky little sipper a try. You’ll hopefully discover too that it is watermelon-juicy, thirst-quenching, and kinda zippy - truly, the antithesis of farts.
Pair With:
Screamin’ hot gossip (including but not limited to sharing fart-adjacent anecdotes), Texas-style white queso alongside toasted and salted flour tortilla shards for dipping, or Beecher’s flagship cheddar and fruit preserves haphazardly-plopped on black pepper crackers.
Funk-o-Meter
To reiterate, this wine smells like farts. But do not let that dissuade you, because it’s delicious (in spite of that, not because of that).
