@dyslexia,
Back in the fifties when most people didn't drink wine, my Boston Irish parents used to buy a bottle of inexpensive port to go with Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. (I think they believed it was very sophisticated)
It was the only kind of wine I ever saw them drink and it was the only two days in the year when there was wine in the house . (although there was always whiskey!)
On those days my siblings and I were given parental dispensation to drink a glass of the port because they were: 'special occasions.'
Americans, including me, have grown more knowledgeable about wines since those days but now, with both parents gone, I find myself craving the strong sweet taste of red port for Thanksgiving.