At a glance:
Usually I remember why I picked out a wine – maybe a new grape, an interesting blend, a different region, or a label with a hip looking font (that last one has happened more than I care to admit but sometimes it totally works out). I actually don’t really remember why I got this particular wine, a blend from the Cotes du Rhone region of France. Although I wish I could say it just materialized out of thin air, I probably bought it during a distracted moment at the wine store. These things happen.
All told, the wine was not bad, but it also just wasn’t that good, and I have had better blends from that area for a few bucks less. Who knows why I ended up choosing that wine – I have to believe I just worked up some momentum in the French section of the wine store, and got a little carried away. Next time, we can hope my blind pick is a little bit luckier.