You'd expect to find the wine in the cellar at Louie's. Not to mention the explicit violation of TWC's cardinal rule that states: the cool factor of the label is inversely proportional to the quality of the wine. None the less, I was sucked in by the sheer marketing genius. Big Yellow Cab. I mean, this is better than Screaming Yellow Zonkers!
Apparently, Big Yellow Cab is what happened to Parducci Wines. Frankly, it's better than I anticipated, but rather fumey, which is TWC talk for reeking of alcohol. Decanting it helped a lot. There is some solid black cherry and other fruit there but as time progresses it might feel a bit like thick cough medicine. On the up side, at least, we're spared the indignity of sickly sweet.
At nine bucks (U.S.), the wine is okay, drinkable, meant for a little fun, so take it to a party. It'll make for some interesting conversation. Indubitably.
Probably won't get you hooked up with your dream date though.
This cab carries black fruit aromas of plum and berry, and a whiff of toasty oak mingled with flavors of juicy pomegranate, tangy dried cherry and a light touch of clove spice. Big Yellow is the perfect vehicle for any number of fares.
A soft smooth ride inspired by a vintage taxi cab. That luxurious, sophisticated 1940s style seemed just right for what we had inside the bottle, so we put it on the outside, too.
As Always and Forever Shall Be,