The next door neighbor just knocked on our door, sending the dogs into a barking tizzy. He is a winemaker, has about ten acres right next to us, and dropped off two bottles he made, one white, one red. We poured this one so fast he probably didn't even make it back to his own front door before we were drinking it!
And of course it isn't a zin, but the glasses were from the local Zin Fest in Lodi last weekend, and we used them since our neighbor attended as well. Yummy stuff.