It's a Z word, which is cool. It's also a type of wine; again, pretty cool. So we checked off two major zones of cool: Z words and wine. Massive and dry but zapped with that stewed Zinnny sort of sweet fruit, it’s a cataclysmic hell-fire cauldron of crushed fall leaves, figgy jam, orange peel, reminiscent of a cold-weather inducing fever dream. Donned by a big beautiful buffalo head with a Mr. T earring, this is your liquid dose of daily wine medication. Consume yourself in this zinger, it’s pretty spanking for something so far beyond our normal universe. 120 CASES
