Bitch Wine

When going to a dinner party, it’s always a good idea to take a wine that makes a statement.

Bitch wine is the perfect pairing for an evening of catty conversation and is as bitter and alcoholic as the blood that runs through the veins of Cruella de Vil.

Actually, it’s a cheeky grenache that tastes like gingerbread spice, strawberries and raspberry confections.

Apparently the winemakers and I differ on what a bitch should taste like.

Note to winemakers: if you’re going to sell me a wine called Bitch, it should taste like blood under Naomi Campbell’s fingernails, not like a PMSing Strawberry Shortcake.

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