Nose: Corn meal, nearly tamales. A lime and cilantro forward tomatillo salsa. Leek soup and grilled onions. Sitting on a limestone slab in the sun, baking in the heat, right before it rains. Ozone.

Palate: Clay and mineral. Imagine distilling and then watering down WD40 (disclaimer: don’t drink WD40). Gentle barbacoa that is well balanced with the nose notes. Lime pith. Cilantro soap sadness. Ice cold lager complete with fresh lime that you then wedged into the bottle.

Rating: 5 (Shane) 7 (Ryan) / 10 – The nose is so damn refined, the palate elegant and well integrated. Ryan just loves it. I get a soapy vibe that is a DQ, but I was alone as neither Vlad nor Ryan got the note.

Nose: This is a once in a lifetime nod to Attack of the Killer Tomatoes. Fresh green beans and sugar snap peas, edamame, zucchini, tomato vine, green bell pepper, green olive and celery.

Palate: Wet concrete after a rain. The mouthfeel is silky and coating, like soft water. Such an unusual start that turns to silt. A light bitterness, WW2 white pill of aspirin. Chalky and mineral, like accidentally licking chalk on my fingers in the middle of an intense rock climb. Where did all the green from the nose go?

Rating: 3 (Shane) 5 (Ryan) / 10 – 10 Minerality and mouthfeel are both fascinating and personally unappealing. Ryan still fondly remembers licking the sidewalk as a tyke. This takes him back. Vlad was horrified and kept whisper.. no .. noooo.