They only come out at night.

We’re talking about the PICKERS. And that’s not some creepy Stephen King book (definitely should be), rather the people harvesting grapes. They descend upon the vineyards before the crack of dawn, when those juicy, ripe red berries peak on the acidity curve. Precious, perfect, pristine clusters you could gobble then and there if the winemaker let you. Before the sun rises, they are off to ferment, assuring maximum freshness.

That’s what makes this Garnacha so utterly RAW and compelling and hauntingly delicious. Man, the purity! For about the same money, you could get a large Razzmatazz with a double antioxidant boost at Jamba Juice. Or this, which is way FRUITIER. And way better for your immune system, heart, soul… much lower in calories too!

In the glass it’s bright, with a deeper shade of lipstick cherry red, and purple/blue reflections. Dollops of raspberry jam, a heaping serving of cherry pie, and some vanilla creme all leap from the glass filling the room with stunning aromas. All that translates straight to the palate, where rich, velvety, and playful fruit infuse you with pure joy in every sip. Soft tannins add subtle structure, while the juicy acidity keeps it fresh and long on the harmonious finish, in a ripe, fruit-centered style. Wash down a colorful spread of your favorite homemade pintxos or tapas with this; it can handle all!

The Spanish wine revolution continues to gain momentum, and the value proposition here is simply amazing. They redefined “overdelivering” especially with reds like this. Even if you think you knew Grenache, think again. And if you don’t, we urge you to take a flyer on a few.

Once you taste it, you’ll understand. When gonzo, as it oughta be at fifteen bucks, we-all should get on Agent Noir’s case for not securing more!