2006 Calaveras County The Spaniard
"92 points. This wine has been interesting since it first came out, and with the commanding 2006, it takes its place as one of the best Tempranillo-based wines in California. It's bone dry, and while it's a little soft in acidity, the tannins are so refined that the wine retains structure. Flavor-wise, it's all cherries, cedar and rich, earthy mulch notes." - Steve Heimoff, Wine Enthusiast Magazine
"The rich crispy, buttery goodness of the BBLT (Brie-Bacon-Lettuce-Tomato) matched with the cherry-clove-leather delight of a young (2006) Spaniard. This wine is made from a blend of tempranillo, grenache and graciano aged in new French, new American and two-year-old French oak. Which is like saying Manolo Blahnik makes shoes. It is a beautiful dark wine with tasty spice and fruit. Together with the BBLT, it combined alchemically. We yelled "Yee ha!" A culinary rawhide whip crack flourish. Third bottle we opened...first bottle we finished." - Liza on BrixChicks
Made at Twisted Oak by Winemakers Of Unusual Size; this swash-buckling Calaveras blend is so big you'll need six fingers to hold the glass. It's inconceivable that one could resist the aromas of black currants and clove spices, the flavors of blueberries and plums and tannins as big as Fezzik himself. This wine will certainly leave you mostly dead. Share it with your special buttercup, a gentle giant, or the entire Kingdom… as you wish.
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Compared to the 2005 Spaniard I tasted last week I'd say this is on par and may even be a notch better. Nice consistency from vintage to vintage.

"Run, Eric, as fast as you can!" With the golden ticket in your hand.
An hour of breath, and my ladies to my right and left...
We pour the juice and become a bit loose...
A spice in our nose, and a clove in the toast...
The killer blackberry for the Bride to marry...
A glass colored with ruby, with a taste fitting enough to please the newbie...
The earthy grapes coat our lips, and we slowly shake our hips...
Tickle the tongue with cherries sour, exactly unlike iocane powder...
Raise our glasses, and slap our asses...
This wine is great, fuck those who hate...
We drink this vino from beginning to finito...
Mourning the end of the bottle, we feel rather hollow...
Big thanks to Fermento, we'll be the olive to your pimento!