(wendy maeda/globe staff)
Plonk of the Month: winter's-end reds
During a recent stay in North Africa, our digs were located in the oldest part of an ancient city where alcohol of any sort is hard to come by. If we wanted a bottle of wine with our supper, we either had to hop a donkey to the modern part of town and eat in a hotel dining room, or ... (Full article: 519 words)
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