The Dabbler...Drinks So You Don't Have To.
February 18 is National Drink Wine Day, so let's get to it.
Yes, like the Lone Ranger, I disguise my identity behind this handmade Venetian mask.
There is no need to know my face, we are here for the booze-babble. Well, I am. So just call me, "The Dabbler."
I dabble in a little this, and a little that. Master of none of it, and that is my claim to obscurity.
This week my South Florida barefeet brought me to a bottle of Barefoot Bubbly, Pink Moscato Champagne.
As it seems to be a special day for wine swilling, let us press on.
The price was right, $5 per bottle. If you look at it another way, it was a buy-one, get-one-free; post Valentine offer that was too good to pass up.
My expectations were low. Very.
First, I shun pink bubbly (sparkling, champagne, whatever you want to call it).
Second, the shaping of Moscato into a bubbly libation did not entice my taste-buds.
Imagine my surprise when, with my first sip, I was delighted to discover it was light and delicious.
This Barefoot concoction is sometimes marketed specifically to women, which is ridiculous.
Any sex could enjoy this sweet, fruity wine laced with the taste of berries. Cherry seemed to dominate the senses, in a good way.
The tiny bubbles hit your nose ever so softly, and the sweetness did not over-power.
Surprisingly, I found this bubbling Moscato to be the perfect pre-dinner drink, while relaxing and watching boats drift along the IntraCoastal of North Palm Beach.
So when you want something light and easy going, grab a bottle (even at full price, it is a bargain), a chilled flute and enjoy this uncomplicated pleasure.
How sweet it is, but do we really need to have, National Drink Wine Day? I think we all know the answer to that.
Cheers! --The Dabbler
I am ...the Dabbler
The so-called Boss of this website thinks you need to know a little something about me.