Carnivor: the blackest wine on the market. The labelers left out the ‘e’ at the end of the word “carnivore”. I can only conclude that’s because the “e” sound (eee) requires the speaker to smile. But that smile would shock the drinker: the wine turns the tongue black and grays the teeth. I can’t imagine wine in a romantic setting with the blackening results. Of course, if all the lights are off at night, then it works. Or if you both turn into werewolves.
This wine glugs into the glass as black as my morning Italian double espresso.
It’s like liquid tar. I LOVE it.
Sold as a Cabernet Sauvingnon, Walmart sells it for around $12. It should be allowed to breathe after the cork is out.
I have no history of this wine. It seems relatively new but that could be me having drunk it already. I think my two bottles were from 2012 and this one tonight is 2013. The wretched new wine ‘bandaid’ taste puts me off most newish wines. Upon my neighbor’s recommendation, I took on the adventure.
At my romantic dinner, my guy friend recoiled from the newly poured odor. He’s got a sensitive snooter and said it had a heavy aroma. My olfactories closed down years ago but my taste buds work. I felt the bitters in it. It’s not sweet like a Port. The alcohol content is 13.8%. One full glass is quite enough for me.
Looking up the history of this particularly animal wine, it seems like the creators of this blend had targeted its branding perfectly. Their website: http://www.carnivorcabernet.com/ deems it a wine to devour. Or perhaps ‘devour’ is what the wine drinker does after a glass of this black wine. Looking in the mirror, I see fangs growing and the full moon lighting through the dust in my room. The label is raggedly torn in the gut center making yet another perfect brand allusion to being clawed by a ferocious animal. It’s totally a gorgeous package of taste, image and wine color. It’s got coffee and wild berries, pepper and oak. Never knew I liked oak to drink before tasting this wine.
The California winery is in Lodi. Most of the wines I like are old world or cold world wines. Particularly the Spanish or Upper Galilean Cabernets. This new world wine held my attention, especially while brushing my teeth.
Howlingly funny for an October harvest. Hints of Halloween in this wine.