I heart Barossa so hard.  Opaque.  Peaty, smoldering earthen nuance and the French oak comes in hard.  Almost a crushed-ant spiciness and gorgeous fruit.  It has a ‘real wine’ nuance–minuscule flaws which tell you it’s real.  Dry and grating but a ‘perceived sweetness’←god I hate that term, but using it here is inescapable, as it brings everything into balance.  Really nice stuff.  14-5.  ♦♦