Spodee Wine & Shine

The kind folks at Spodee sent us a bottle of their “wine with a kick” to sample in conjunction with their launch in the Atlanta market.  I was smitten with the branding and packaging before it was even uncapped.  Spodee, inspired by a Depression era hooch, mixes homemade country wines with moonshine, chocolate, and a secret blend of spices.  Today, not only is it legal, but it is brewed in Brotherhood, America’s oldest winery, and bottled in period glass milk bottles.

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I held onto it for a couple of weeks, anxiously awaiting a gorgeous afternoon to mix up some libations and have a little good old fashioned porch sittin’, drink sippin’ fun! 

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With the gorgeous spring like days we’ve had this week, I set up a Monday afternoon cocktail hour on the porch.  Honey whet his whistle with the Citrus Spritzer, while I set my sights on the Spodee Sangria.    Both were scrumptious and it is quite delicious on its own, what with it’s unique and grape and chocolate flavors.

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Spodee Citrus Spritzer = 1 part Spodee + 1 part lemonade + splash of club soda

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Spodee Sangria = 3 parts Spodee + 2 parts club soda + 1 part pineapple juice + a scoop chopped fresh fruit

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There are so many more of their recipes that we want to try!  I’ll definitely be throwing some in the buggy on my next trip to the wine store (fingers crossed it has made its way to the burbs)!!
xoxo

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