First sip? Liar's honey. Sweet upfront, but the finish is all tannin and regret. It doesn't open up with air. It closes tighter, like a fist unlearning how to unclench.
On the nose: burnt rosemary, wet asphalt, and the ghost of a cigarette someone smoked an hour ago in a locked car. vino zimbra
Serve slightly chilled — not because it's correct, but because you don't deserve warmth. First sip