New York’s great importer, Vom Boden, didn't *discover* Swabia, any more than Kermit discovered Bandol, or Rosenthal did the Jura. What they did was believe in it: traveling this tiny region of southwestern Germany from end to end, they knew before anyone else did that Swabia was Real. Not a local place. Not a cheap place. Not a second to "The Great Wines of the Mosel" place. A Great Place. And bad-ass ex-BMX champion and biodynamic vigneron Jochen Beurer is one of its masters. His 2019 version of his "sandstone" (Schilfsandstein) bottling, is his best ever, Riesling at its most gossamer. Tension. Lightness. Acidity. Minerals. Believe.