Medium ruby–crystal-bright and glowing–all the way out to thin clear edges. A little funk initially turns to rich vanilla and over-ripe fruit. Deeply fruited, but not a whiff of briar or mineral or dusty or anything even remotely interesting. So unbelievably fat and one-dimensional, with a high note of dank cellar, almost completely masked by obese, cloying sweetness of what I suppose they would call ‘fruit’. This is really disappointing–as I had really been looking forward to the Carhart offerings. Just absolutely nothing bouquet-wise I find interesting in a cab. Miserable fat, glycerol-ridden overdone nothingness through-and-through. In the mouth, not a hint of acid or backbone. It smells like cake-frosting. A bitter bite of what I suppose is intended to be tannin hits mid-palate and disappears just as quickly. The whole package is just depressing. Really a sub-par cab. Gotta be a tasting-room winner, though. Fat and sweet. There’s just nothing goin on in this wine. Avoid at all costs. 14-4 ◊