The Wino is in Mexico. She's drinking mostly beer and rum. Last night she had a glass of Mexican wine. It was terrible. So tannic and sour, she desperately wished she could just have a nice Sol with lime. The Wino suspects that she may not be able to write much about wine in Mexico.
Will someone help the Wino understand? Why, with such a perfect climate and a focus on agriculture, does Mexico bottle such abominable wine? Granted, she has only tried a few and she is open to experiencing other Mexican wines, but she sees dollar signs when she thinks about Mexico's wine-making potential and is saddened by the lack of wine culture.
Despite the seemingly poor wine, the Wino is perfectly happy drinking chilly, lime garnished beers and margaritas rimmed with salt on the beach. She will survive this wine-free zone. ;)
UPDATE: The Wino's husband clandestinely purchased a bottle of white wine HECHO EN MEXICO! The Wino is going to have to give Mexican wine another try while she stuffs achingly fresh shrimp drenched in salty butter into her face tonight. Oh dear – how will she ever survive? Don’t worry, fellow boozers, the Wino will manage.
Cheers!
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