Australian wine = good.
New Zealand... ish? wine = v. v. bad.
Really. This stuff makes the baby Jesus cry. It tastes like Chardonnay that hasn't bathed in a while. But dammit, I paid 10 whole dollars for it, so I'm going to drink it. Or perhaps not drink it, and just keep it around as an emergency supply. Because emergency alcohol supplies are very good to have, especially when it's winter in Massachusetts and you can't buy beer at the grocery store. Bitter? Me? Never.