So, I think, can the woman sitting next to me. As you know, in a traditional blind tasting, the tasters do not know which wine they're tasting. The goal was to find an inexpensive wine that is not so vile that we couldn't stand to drink it 3-4 nights a week. Tasters assigned points to each wine, with higher scores indicating better wines. After each flight, scores were tallied.
Final scores appear below.
For a short time I thought I'd be one of those guys. Picturing an adolescent at the other end with a terrible garage band called Debris, I sent back a terse refusal and quickly resumed with my life. Three or four months later, I received another email from the same address. The folks who wanted the domain are still in business, although I can't say I understand the model. I ended up building the drum studio anyway.