I usually like Pinot Noir, and I wanted to like this one, I really did.
But I didn’t.
Hard to put a finger on exactly what it is. The box says something about tasting like cola. They call it cola, I call it unfortunate.
Something mid palate hits all the wrong notes.
But that’s just me. Xavier thought it was alright. He drank more of it than I did but we ended up throwing part of it away in favor of something better.
The blessing and the curse of boxed wine is that it comes in large quantities.