Description
Admitting to liking Moscato d’Asti feels like confessing a guilty secret. It’s sweet. It’s a bit fizzy. It doesn’t have much more alcohol than lager. It’s not a “proper’ wine. Oh, but it’s gorgeous, like sitting under a vine, popping juicy Muscat grapes into your mouth. Instead of orange juice with your smoked salmon and scrambled egg, you ought to have this.
