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| - Ok, let's be honest, this is a smoking lounge and makeshift bar for either the owner's friends, or pretentious passerbys. Here's a hint to the owners - you can't taste wine when you're smoking a cigar. cognac, sure... bourbon For Sure... scotch, hell yeah! Wine or beer? No way. Much like how a heavy smoker can't taste the subtle notes of fine cuisine, your palate will be a burned out blah, able only to recognize the meh of mediocre sweet washing away a quickly become stale, acrid ash. I say this strongly to the owners, who are obviously ordering wine they cannot taste, because the offering here is terrible.
Now, for the record, I enjoy a good cigar (and they do have good cigars, (as well as really shitty ones - you have been warned)), but you've got to be very careful when you mix the two. or, you'll end up with a place like this.
Here's the deal:
Ambience: smoke filled; couches to the far wall, filled with people I don't know, who obviously do know one another; everyone watching badgers basketball game; shitty pop-ish music, feels like I'm crashing a college party.
Service: terrible - overly helpful, yet completely unhelpful. Owner assumes that you don't know anything about wine, while he himself knows nothing about wine, making him look both condescending and foolish. Owner confuses percentages of grape varietals for flavor, erroneously assuming that those factors alone, in isolation, make the wine. Owner doesn't know enough about own stock to be able to recommend me a wine to match what I'm looking for. Not, being able to find what I want, the owner then upsells me garbage, like a used car salesman, promising me it's the best such-and-such wine he's ever seen for this price. Meanwhile, he's never once described what any of the wines actually taste like.
At any rate, I took a risk and bought the recommendation - guess it must be the gambler in me. Well, sometimes you win, and sometimes you loose... and this time, I lost. The two wines that were supposed to be vastly different were suspiciously similar. Both just a middle note of blah, one too sweet, one too thin. Neither worthy of the price, the effort, the carbon footprint. I've MADE better wine. In the end, they were shitty wines, and it a shitty experience. Which is too bad, because I was really looking for something nice.
In all honesty, Copps, just down the street, actually has better wines, if you know what you're looking for. Even if you don't, they have a larger selection, so you might as well roll the dice.
So, my question to the owners is, did you get this wine because you thought it was good, because you couldn't taste it, or because it was cheap and you thought no one would care?
PS dry clean my cigar smoke soaked coat
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