To pick up a gift for my brother-in-law we ended up in a specialty store for what I would naively call comic books, but which I think are more accurately known by fans as graphic novels. For the most part the shelves were lined with the sort of stylized imagery you might expect; if you’re in the market for scantily-clad females — human or otherwise — thou shalt look no further.

But among all the overtly masculine-driven fantasies vying for my attention, nothing quite had the impact of the amusingly unexpected and out-of-place Château Bordeaux — a high-octane thrill ride through the scandalous world of…managing a vineyard?

I love this country.