It looks like I may have found a wine that I like.
A little at least.
If so, it means another resolution is knocked off my list.
I’ve had two glasses so far. I liked the first and thought the second was palatable.
I know nothing about chianti. It is dry? Sweet? Cheap?
I don’t know.
The only thing I know about chianti is that Hannibal Lecter likes to drink it with fava beans and census takers.
Which is extra creepy considering the image my editor sent me this week: