This is definitively the first and likely the only celebrity sangria that we’ll ever see.
Mangria comes to us courtesy of sangria-lover Adam Carolla, who’s apparently still working the “man” angle on just about everything. Like Mansinthe, it’s a horrible name for a product, but it’s so insane it just might work.
Mangria — reportedly born “the day after” when Carolla found a leftover bottle of wine from the night before and went gangsta on it — tastes pretty much exactly like that. It is brutish and not particularly interesting, a pruny and almost syrupy concoction that doesn’t speak much to either fruit or wine. I suppose either of those components would be considerably less manly than the raw alcohol and Hawaiian Punch notes that Mangria does offer, but, hey, maybe that’s just the sangria talking. (Also: There’s a pear Mangria coming out soon. How is that a manly drink?)
At nearly 21% alcohol, this is super-boozy stuff, far more alcoholic than wine and perhaps double what the typical sangria packs in. Drink it at your own risk — that of your sobriety and your cojones.
D+ / $16