I fear that I have discovered an eighth deadly sin: to classify the abysmal Claret I purchased from wine merchant Edgar Smith as “wine.” I would not offer this vile concoction to swine!
A full analysis: Nose: musty, like a stagnant pond. Color: a tepid red, with chunks of some unknown fruit within. Taste: I have never consumed the dirty water after a laundress has finished with it, but this is how I imagine that would taste.
Avoid at all costs! I was forced to rinse out my mouth repeatedly to be rid of the taste!