So here goes:
The Savio team heads off to a little forgotten part of Spain to visit Xico de Mandin, who Savio heard about while trying to figure out his map on the side of the road. So they get there and there's nothing except cats and old people. And Xico's tavern. Which isn't exactly teeming with customers. And Xico's vines are old and wild and crazy because, as Xico says, he's just SO BUSY that tending to them is apparently at the near bottom of his to-do list. But old vines have a way of taking care of themselves (Drought? Been there. Satanically hot summers? Done that?) And needless to say, given Xico's very busy schedule, the wine is old school minimal intervention (a.k.a. benign neglect) at its best. It's a blend of mencia, bastardo, and caino tinto (right, you've heard of those.) And it's very tasty. A little earthy, a little funky, but backed by enough fruit to keep it really drinkable. And there's this hint of something like orange rind, or citrus underneath it all that makes for a very intriguing bottle. The cats and old people would approve. Well, they would if they weren't SO BUSY!
** Note: Some of this story may not be completely true. But most of it is. At least we think it is.