A case for why I really should drink more Alsatian Muscat, in the privacy of my own mind.

Standing in a bottle shop, swirling yet another insipid new age styled Grenache with too much VA or nail varnish and my mind can't help but wander and look around. Seeing some tall skinny bottles and I wander over. There amongst the Rieslings from around the world, a lone bottle of Muscat from Alsace and …

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