So the first time I tried this, it went straight to my back teeth. It was like being punched in the jaw by a bunch of grapes. The Boyfriend got that pinched sour face and proclaimed that he was now and forever a white wine person.
Funny thing is, we hit it again one night later and the taste had mellowed considerably. It was much less offensive, though it still managed to give me a mild buzz after a couple of glasses.
Lesson: Not everything with a "sauvignon" on the label is going to be what I'm looking for.
Oh, and red wine so goes with donuts. What, you didn't know that? Savages....