For any of the wine drinkers out there, give me an honest opinion of Barefoot wines. I talk to other people and I get conflicting reports about it.
Not good. Not even a little good, IMO. But... like anything else, drink what you enjoy. They're cheap and widely available, so buy a bottle and give it a shot.
Unless you have a uterus, the only wine you should drink is Irish Wine. Otherwise known as 'whiskey.' In other words, don't be such a pussy.
The only wine we drank in college was the fine MD 20/20 This is the best review of Mad Dog I have read. As majestic as the cascading waters of a drain pipe, MD 20/20 is bottled by the 20/20 wine company in Westfield, New York. This is a good place to start for the street wine rookie, but beware; this dog has a bite to back up its bark. MD Stands for Mogen David, and is affectionately called "Mad Dog 20/20". You'll find this beverage as often in a bum's nest as in the rock quarry where the high school kids sneak off to drink. This beverage is likely the most consumed by non-bums, but that doesn't stop any bums from drinking it! Our research indicates that MD 20/20 is the best of the bum wines at making you feel warm inside. Some test subjects report a slight numbing agent in MD 20/20, similar to the banana paste that the dentist puts in your mouth before injecting it with novocain. Anyone that can afford a dentist should steer clear of this disaster. Available in various nauseating tropical flavors that coat your whole system like bathtub scum, but only the full "Red Grape Wine" flavor packs the 18% whallop.
Wines like Barefoot and Arbor Mist are like Miller Lite. They're utilitarian, and no one should buy them expecting more than alcoholic grape juice.
For reference, I don't drink wine, sometimes sangria around the holidays. I'm mostly a beer and mead sort of guy. "Mead is honey wine!" someone says. If it's good enough for the pagan Norse and the Medieval lords it's good enough for me. Having bought this tiny bottle of chardonnay from Barefoot for but a mere $0.50 might as well drown it down.
I drank a fourth of it, fucking poured the rest down the sink, it was like drinking panther piss. Blech.
For hobo wines I always thought Night Train and Thunderbird were to go-to. Much classier than aftershave or eggnog spiked with mouthwash and they have a screw-top to preserve the luscious nectar.
If I make a pitcher of Sangria with full intentions of drinking 80% of it myself, is that any kind of statement about 'me' that I need to know about?
Sangria takes up 100% of my wine consumption. Great summer cocktail, it seems to be an "it" drink the last couple of years, lots of places that never served it now do. I haven't given wine a decent shot yet, and the only two times I got drunk off it the hangover was so bad my spine felt like a petrified cactus and my skull felt like a Death Valley bomb-testing range. Unreal. I don't recall any hangover making me pray for death quite like wine did. I hear champagne/sparkling wine is way worse.
couple of years ago got champagne drunk in Carmel with The Husband, one of those bottomless mimosa brunch dates. Hoh. Lee. Fuck balls. I got to a point I just walked to the car and slept. Vomited outside the car, slept, vomited again, and slept. The Husband and his buddy walked around the area for awhile, they maybe even went and watched a movie... FINALLY went to the shops and bought a table and some cowboy boots. All I wanted to do was die for the next 24 hours. No thank you never again.
And lo after 40 years of wandering in the desert I have seen the promised land, but like Moses, cannot cross into it.
Hey. When you can only see one another once a month, for 3 nights at a stretch, you do your best to do fun stuff and make great memories. Or to get shitfaced for crazy cheap in a beautiful location before spending scandalous amounts of money on furniture and HIS footwear. Then go to another bar and keep drinking. There were some questionable decisions that day. But I love my table. And his boots are forever boots. Made of hippos.