In the glass, everything seems to be the same as last week: this is a very bright, polished wine in the glass, if slightly more pale and less green than the Gloria Ferrer. Thankfully, there was no cork involved, so opening the bottle was a cinch... but I find I'm regretting it.
The nose is basically stale movie butter popcorn with just a skosh of floor wax. There's also just a hint of fresh green apple as well as a musty oakiness lurking around the corners; it smells just a little bit tired and more than a little bit boring.
In the mouth, I can't decide if this just tastes like flat sparkling wine (yuck) or a McDonalds-style sweetened My First Wine type product produced especially for the now-failed wine attraction at Disney's California Adventure. It's, well, gross: the sugars hang around in an irritating, louche manner better suited to Jean-Paul Belmondo than the bright California sun. Flavors are not overtly complex; a good jug of Odwalla organic orange juice is more interesting in terms of flavor profile. Worse yet, there's a feckless whack of acidity that sneaks up on you at the very end of it; it all feels like you've just hired an inept hooker who just ran off with your wallet while you were still unlocking the hotel room door.
I am not a fan. Avoid.
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