Muga Minor
A brash, ridiculously young Rioja I bought–honestly–because of the ‘Muga’ buried in the title. I mean… why not? Dark deep crimson in the glass, its legs staining all along the clear rim. Crazy funky euro in the nose, an old-world dedication to earth and sultry ripeness difficult to explain. Grainy and pitched with mineral, the robust black cherry carried on wings of acid and granular…
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