An unmistakable blue-purple clear Syrah crimson in the glass. Toasty and roasty in the nose, glazed shish-ka-bob vegetables, a shrill young pepper storming through cinnamon and ginger-glazed licorice, carrying angelic darling boysenberry and rose-hips SO saline, SO petrichor, SO gratingly gorgeous–I haven’t tasted anything like this South of Sonoma Coast. Continue »