Amateur Wine Reviews 6!

Ladies! Gentlemen! People who do not associate with either group! It's amateur wine review time!
My roommate/good friend/arch-nemesis Misha just came back from Israel (it was some sort of enjewing expedition the contours of which I find perplexing despite my knowledge of various bruchas [sic]) and he knows me well - he brought me wine.
The wine is Sion Creek White, from the Golan winery, which is apparently Israel's crazy mega-corporation of winery. I wouldn't know, though, because every other word (besides those already recounted, such as the name) is in Hebrew.
What do I know about the wine? Well, it is pretty delicious. Off-dry, sort of - peary? I approve of it, and its minimalist thistle on the label. I mean, it's no castle or lion or lion riding a castle, but it's a start. Basically, I am giving this wine my endorsement. I mean, you're never going to see it, because is this wine available in Ontario? No. It's not. So I've now had a sublime, transcendent wine experience that none of you suckers ever will. This wine was stunning, it was like looking through a glass that contained the essence of divinity. It was like heaven, wrapped in nirvana. It excused anything Israel might ever do by its existence. Basically, I'm going to hype this wine so high that you travel all the way to Israel to try it, and then when you do and you say "Oh, this is merely quite good rather than revelatory as he had implied," I'll leap out from behind an olive tree and go Ha! You did this at great personal expense! I hope you didn't read this end part, or it will ruin my plan.
Review: 10000%! (This plays into the earlier deception)