If you know me at all, you know that I'm on a perpetual mission to find wine-in-the-box that is actually drinkable. I like the idea of wine-in-the-box. I feel that having wine-in-the-box in your refrigerator is a sign of a palate so refined, or at least so ironically hip that it's basically an invitation to fuck on the floor right then and there. This is why I can't invite any of you over to my pad right now. I've got me some hott box-wine, and while I'm not afraid to use it, I try not to sleep with strangers who only come over to look at my wine-in-the-box.