I'm actually drinking the missing portion of the contents of this bottle while sizing and spiffing up the picture you're looking at, to make it presentable to those picky folks at the MIrror Project.

It's not my favorite Shiraz, but it's a passable substitute.

I get a kick out of how many differents variations of aging grape juice there are. I'm no more compelled to learn their idiosyncracies or complexities than I am to learn which composer wrote what song. For me, it's enough to simply enjoy.

I guess it's akin to being unable to explain why your best friend is your best friend.

Who needs specifics?