My first glass of wine in France was a Vin de Pays in the small mountain pass town of Prats de Mollo at a little café after driving over a mountain pass in the Pyrenees from Barcelona on our way to Nimes. As this is a Vin de Pays there is only the name of the AOC on the box and it’s any bodies guess what’s inside, mine was a Grenache dominated blend with maybe a touch of Syrah, more because of the region we were than any great ability to blind taste wine from a box. It wasn’t a bad drop fresh and with a discernable fruit balance on the palate and is a safer bet than some bottle of better quality wine that was opened the week before and now tastes like industrial plastic.