More years ago than I care to remember,
the ship I was on went to Bordeaux on a show the flag type visit, while we were there a trip was arranged for the younger sailors to visit the top wine making Chateau of the region.
The owner of the vineyard showed us around and then took us to the wine tasting room.
He explained that the wine we were tasting was an immature Bordeaux not quite fit yet for drinking so we should roll it around our tongues and spit it into the buckets provided.
At this point, the Petty Officer in charge of our party stepped forward and reminded us this was a 'good will' visit and we represented the Royal Navy, spitting he said, was rude anyone that does is on a charge.
We enjoyed that red wine and all the buckets were a lot drier than we were at the finish.
(The owner kindly sent up extra bottles as he didn't realise we had a bit of a thirst that day).
The Place Looked Something Like This, but the passing years and shrinking brain cells have fuzzed the image somewhat!