From the folks who bring you Two Hands comes this big Cab, which sticks to the glass and deals a chile-spiced nose right out of the gate. The front palate is loaded with chocolate, mocha and forward fruit—all of the hedonistic sexiness your palate can handle. A hint of sour cherry is buried, suggesting that some of its assets may reveal themselves down the track.
— D.T.
(11/15/2006)