Adele picked this up in a fit of misguided sentimentality. With a very good simple cheese souffle and salad.
Nose: Unfortunate combination of home brewery and old cave mold.
Color: "Smoke on the water, and fire in the skiiy.." (Sung to the tune of).
Mouth: Cherry cola? No... sweet Robitussin? No... Pediacare cherry flavored? (Those with kids will know).
Truly and historically awful. I'd give it a D on the Dale Scale for showing up, but we had no hot water for 3 days and the elevator broke down twice today. Not feeling that charitable. I don't honestly remember the taste of the Mad Dogs of my mis-spent youth, but I can't imagine they were worse. We each drank a half glass -- it went far better with salad than with the souffle -- and poured the rest down the sink to mingle with its fellows in the sewer.
-E