I have some Zarafa pinotage that basically underwhelms me but at a splendid restaurant named Mozambique, I had a truly excellent one by some winery whose name ended in 'Flor, I think. I had another bottle of it but we drank it all for Thanksgiving and the bottle disappeared at Mom's. Oddly, we Americans don't seem to catch on to this stuff, unless we've been to Africa and run into it face to face. I'd take a crew down to my local spirits merchant and call for a tasting, properly done with notepads, a discard bucket and bread to refresh the palate. That way you could not only know what to buy your friends but what to fill the cellar with, as well.
If that doesn't work, email me and I'll get hold of my opthomologist. He's a personal friend of the major importer into the US.
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