I had the chance to return to Bologna during my two week travel break. The food of Bologna is absolutely delicious, it is the food capital of Italy, after all. While I gorged myself on pear and ricotta gelato, perfect thin crust pizzas, and light as air gnocchi in traditional Bolognese sauce, I found that I was most excited about returning to Bologna for one thing - Lambrusco.
Sparkling red wine. Yes, like the kind my mom drank at college parties back in the 70's. What has been considered to be a "trashy" wine by many is an important and cultural beverage to the people of the Emilia-Romagna region of the boot-shaped country. Bolognese people love it - and I have to admit-after trying it for the first time in January, so do I.
Lambrusco has a relatively low alcohol percentage, is fruity, and often has a slight kick to it, reminiscent of cinnamon. One that I had recently reminded me slightly of Big Red chewing gum. Everything that I have learned about wine this year in Europe makes me want to HATE Lambrusco. Fizzy red wine? Where's my Bordeaux or even a nice Sangiovese?
Italians are the first to admit that it is not what most people would consider to be "good wine". In January, my Bolognese guide told me that she once served Lambrusco to a bunch of French guests. BIG mistake. However, she commented that she thought it was light, refreshing, and pleasing to the palate. I cannot help but agree with her, with the added bonus that it is pleasing to the bank account. The average bottle of Lambrusco in a wine shop in Bologna costs 3-4 euros. Now that is cheap!
I suppose Lambrusco is one of those things that you take it for what it is, and not try to compare it to the wines we traditionally associate with "the reds". Lambrusco is a wine, yet it is its own entity. With that in mind, I will pour my glass with gusto, and enjoy my Lambrusco without hesitation. Bravo, Lambrusco!

even though I think Lambrusco is classy, I still don't mind serving it in a plastic cup in my hotel room!
Lambrusco is THE BEST when you drink it at sunset on the beach -- with ice. I grew up in a French-Italian household and wines bore me now -- but Lambrusco -- ahhhhhh!
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