Zesty and bright on the surface, with a nervy green edge, it is a lake-house wine with something sharp underneath. Right for a vacation that stops feeling like one.
Bone-dry and steely, Trimbach refuses to let you off easy, the way Holsinger refuses easy answers. Its precision suits a book about algorithms and the humans who hide behind them.
A family's self-driving minivan crashes, and the question of who is to blame spreads like a stain through a summer on the Chesapeake. A domestic thriller that asks what we owe each other, and what we owe our machines.
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