Of all the wines, this right-bank nod was unique. It remined me of a sleek, lithe luxury roadster with ripe fleshy black tires, Italian leather interior and 180 HP taking you on a sundrenched ride through the foothills of the Andes. I’ll have rarely ever used the term “German Chocolate Cake,” but I do so in the most sincere, 5-star pastry chef, great grandma’s recipe hallowed tone. It’s delicious, chocolaty, coconutty, with sweet frosting like tannins. This wine leans more towards a style than terroir and is closing in on optimum drinking.