6/4/01 Maryann "said" she didn't like Zin's, but then we tried the Cline.
A tobacco nose that comes and goes, this wine needs to breath for a bit, but then
Becomes quite enjoyable. RR
(Scroll down to Read the Poem From the Back label)
"Know me, Stranger,
For I am thy Blood
and thy Nectar.
I shall wet thy lips, parched
by winds of deprivation,
And nourished shall be thy body
Desiccated by the Scorching
Inferno of Temperance.
Rest thy head upon my bosom,
Lose thyself in the Ecstasy of my careses
And Know me
For I am
ZINFANDEL!
