The tendrils of a cabernet vine will envelop you if you give them time. Just sit still for four or five years, and all those thin green arms will wrap themselves around yours. If you want more than a mental picture, and you don’t have half a decade to spare, then let this cabernet’s notes and grab-bag of woody, heady aromas wind its way around your mouth. You can’t move. But only because it’s so compelling.