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We’ve gone full hipster on you, mofos. More accurately, our new lycra-swanning, fixie-straddling, pet nat-drinking wine buyer Beth has. And although I was, I admit, initially a skeptic (some would say hater, but I like to think I’m open-minded) I’m seriously considering buying a couple of cases of this. The three whites (I use the term loosely) go from high strung to supersonic while the reds (again, loose) go from gluggable to regret that there’s not more. These wines are natural in all the right ways. Bright, balanced, simply made but terribly complex. Beautiful expressions of place, and time. You’ll never go back. I know I won’t.