Having me judge an unwooded chardonnay after drinking several rum punches is about as valid as having a sewage plant worker judge a perfume competition after a day of work. To add to the unfairness, I prefer a bit of wood in my chardonnay. So, in conclusion, if you like unwooded chardonnay that tastes like granny smith apples, and you havent been on the pirate juice, you might like this. Me, not so much.