Clo dew bwah, thank grapes for you. Its name loosely translates to "enclosed field." Well, it arrived, coincidentally, at a time I'm feeling pretty surrounded. I'm pairing its smooth, toasty flavor with a whine from my kids, my brother's kids and a few of the neighbor kids. "The snacks at your house suck!" I have crackers. I have meats. I have cheeses. Sorry, not sorry.