Who Knew? Polish Wine?

I was compelled to taste it. There was a plunket of dirt inside of the spicy, kirschy wine, that didn't seem to be from any grape I could identify, but could have been the cherry wine my grandmother made decades back. Called dry but was definitely a little off the dry mark towards sweet, plum soup with a pretty velvet look a like, as if was thinking we would love to be Burgundy but can we try our own thing,a taste from the Old World yet, but looking for an Eastern riff. And so when I finally arrived stateside I went to their website. No wonder the wine didn't taste like grapes. The beverage was made from chokeberry juice 'made from ecological juice.' As the young collector cited below, they claim to have drawn from the tradition of Polish winemaking. Right, exactly. Just like Grandma Miriam.